I’ve been struggling with family for as long as I can remember and it’s not that I don’t have people to go to because I have my sister and a close friend, it’s just that I’m scared of what will happen to them and they mean so much to me, my parents are both alcoholics and always fight, sometimes my dad gets really angry because I yell back at him to defend my mom and my dog and he hit me once. I was recently self harming, and that friend from before found out, I knew I would never do it again after I saw the look on her face. People from school never really liked me, the only ones who talked to me when I was younger would yank my hair or beat me to the point where I was covered in bruises and marks, and my parents never cared to notice. Around sixth grade it started getting better because of a few people at school, but my situation at home was still getting worse. They would drink, be grumpy in the morning from hangover, and then drink more after work. This all continued to spiral me down into a form of depression and suicide attempts, I never actually committed because there are three people who have convinced me they care and I couldn’t live (or die) with myself if I ever hurt them. This is only a little bit of my problems but people probably won’t read all of this so ._. Anyways have a nice day I suppose!