Knowing roots of your problem is important but what's more important is having a repetition of those tasks who give you a sense of meaning.

Body image

Do we need money for relationship as a boy ? 💔

Girlfriend

Why does everyone sucks ? 


Lonely

Koi yha plum green tea fw use krta hai?

3am Thoughts

Feeling.. Not so well
Suggest me your fav song.. Both (e+h) 

I want to tell you my story. I am a 16-year-old girl who lives in a small town in Texas. Growing up my mother and father were cocaine addicts. My dad was sentenced to 14 years in state prison when I was six years’ old. My mother fell into depression and abandoned my three siblings and I multiple times. She would come back for at least three days and then leave for months. My little sister and I would stay with my grandma and friends from time to time. Years went by and my dad got out on parole and my mom found another boyfriend. My sister and I went to live with my mother, but we moved to a lot of different places since none of her relationships lasted. When I turned 15, she introduced me and my sister to hardcore drugs like cocaine, crack, and even meth. She said it was okay and it wasn’t bad, so I did a lot of drugs with them. Almost a year later I got tired of it and I hated the way it made us look, so I tried to get them to stop with me, which didn’t last long. I knew my mother was too caught up in it, so I decided to leave with my dad and get cleaned up. When I told her she immediately started to beat me, so I curled up in a ball and tried to protect myself. I yelled at her to stop and my little sister walked in and jumped in and started hitting and kicking me telling me not to be yelling. After I was beaten my mother told me awful things and had someone watch me so I couldn’t run away. When they took a trip somewhere I managed to get out and I didn’t stop running till I got to my friend’s house. In tears I tried to tell her mom what happened but she ended up telling me to take a hike and didn’t want anything to do with the situation. I was on the street for hours with no phone or any of my belongings. I knocked from house to house till someone let me borrow their phone. I called my stepmom and she told me to go to the police so my aunt could pick me up. I was there for hours to the point where I fell asleep. My aunt and the officers took pictures of the bruises were left on my body. When my mother came in she started yelling and told her part of the story. She told them I went at my sister and all she did was slap my sister and I. One of my sister’s friends were there and lied to them saying I was lying. I left went my aunt and she drove me six hours away to my dad’s house. Him and his family got me into therapy and got me a drug counselor and put me on the right path. On four months, I will be a year drug free. I got back into school and now I just don’t want to mess up again. After my experience, it helped me realize how kids take their parents for granted. But in my case, I wish I had strict parents growing up. I cherish every moment with my family and thank God every day for the family I have now.

PTSD

a lot of people have told me that the reason it is so easy for me to get over the negative events is because I suppress my feelings. I feel it is because I know what I am worth. I know that my time or tears aren't worth temporary things or people. I have learnt how to have a tight grip over the way I feel. and honestly, this is the happiest I have been yet. I feel as if I finally have the kind of freedom I always wished for (definitely not from my parents side, but my own.)

Happy

So tried of scrolling through all the apps constantly looking for nothing but still can't stop doing it.
Maybe I am trying fill the void that I feel inside.
So tried of pushing all the people away just because I am scared.
Don't know what I am scared of.
I have not spoke with a single person from the last few weeks because even when I do speak I don't think anybody understands what I am going through everybody just pretend to care but nobody actually cares.

I don't if this may sense but it is what it is.



Nothing really going well I'm really tired with my parents because of them I feel so sick all day i can't focus.i just want to go somewhere jaha mujhe thori santi mile faltu ke argument se And other side I don't know how to deal with sc when I see him talking with just friend girls my heart start burning, he's not my bf or something and he's also not my crush, but I still feel like this maybe I'm selfish but he behave cute sometime. I don't get him wo chahta kya hai I think he's not interested in me I think he never instead I misunderstand I really need to take some distance from him I don't want to fall in one sided love Or something. 

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