Hello Good Morning Internet: Customizing your upcoming holiday break.
Say goodbye to sleep everyone
Behind closed doors, nobody can imagine how life is like. A family that seems happy and peaceful maybe absolutely dysfunctional. I wish my half-brother never existed. I wish that my dad knew he molested me when I was a kid. I wish, I wish, I wish… But even when I say it, I know my dad would never believe me. I know tonight even if I’m hit to death or my computer smashed to pieces, the words, “I’m sorry for everything I said” will never come out because I speak the truth. You want me to remove things from the Internet and Facebook? FINE, but I’ll never trade my soul for fear. NEVER TRADE YOUR SOUL EVEN WHEN YOU’RE FEARFUL. And I’m prepared to be sick, VERY SICK, if this doesn’t stop. I feel my ED coming back to haunt me. It’s tempting me, telling me that I should show everyone how life is at home. I need to get some freaking help. Is this how EDs gets from
bad to worse?