Dear Journal,
I hate how their words get to me. I'll never tell him how bad. I spent most nights with my door locked and music blaring so they cant see or hear me crying. They think I'm okay. They don't know that inside I feel like I'm bleeding. Like my heart is bring ripped to shreds with every word they say.
There is a whole in my door because someone broke it because of me. They told me that they hate me. That I'm the reason they left....and now they are coming back this Christmas to visit. They still hate me, they wont even talk to me. Everytime I think about that day, I want to cry. They hurt me. And no one cares. They will never know how much pain they caused me. I wish they knew. I wish they cared.
Do you ever feel like that? Like no one cares? Like you can't do anything right? I feel like that every day of my life. Like I am nothing. Like I ruined their lives. I just want them to be happy. I just wish they didn't hate me.
Sincerely,
No One
Dear Journal,
November 2nd, 2010 at 09:01pm