ive posted a few times this morning and im sorry. i need help and answers. i want to get out of my house. my dad and his wife dont understand what they are doing to us. nothing i do is right and one minute i feel like theres hope, we can all be happy and then shes talking about everything i do wrong. i feel fat. i feel guilty for eating, i dont like this. i feel guilty for eating a banana, for eating a sandwhich. i keep thinking about hurting myself and others and i want to make these thoughts leave. i cant die i wont. but i want to. i wish i mean as much to people as they do to me.