I wish I had never been born.
I honestly believe that my family would be better off and far more peaceful if I weren’t around to ruin everything, every conversation, every dinner time, every outing. I hate myself for it, but I don’t want to cut, because that would be more distressing for them. I don’t want to commit suicide because that would be worse. I just wish… that I could turn back the clock until I got it right, and if I couldn’t get it right, I wish that I had never been born.
Sometimes I swear I must have a mental illness. I just seem to hurt, and hurt and hurt those around me who I love. What is wrong with me? I need to move out of home soon, and stop destroying this family.
Now I know how my uncle feels as the crazy man that just f**** up the family that he loves.