This might be a long confession. Whenever I was 11 I had a lot of stress of taking care of my family, even though I was the youngest of the family, my brother s******* harassed me one night, and I can remember very vividly. Before that, in second grade another student forced me to kiss him, but anyways. I still had school, and my mother was down due to her back, and I had to wake up at 5 in the morning to get my now 95-year-old great-grandmother up, and the latest I finally fell asleep was 1 in the morning. Schoolwork was stressful, I had my outbursts for attention, but it wasn’t the attention I needed. I was in pain mentally, and, I cut myself on the top of my wrist, away from the veins cause I knew my family needed me, and still do. Today, my mother cut herself and said she was sorry for being a hypocrite. She never breaks her promises, but she broke one, and it was the promise she made to me.
I’m well aware other people have it worst, and she did it because she’s losing some she’s loved for almost a year. I, myself, also have gone through a breakup couple of months ago, but I kept my promise. For the past two, maybe three weeks it’s been hard for my brother and me. I don’t know what to do, and I’m unsure if I want to live, but I know it’s selfish.
