The home I live in has over time become a house of horrors. It’s the place where my parents got divorced, where I watched people physically fight each other, where I watched ambulances be called on the ones I loved, where I had my first panic attack, where I was s******* assaulted, where I watched someone get arrested and sent to prison, where I thought it was my fault, where I first started self harming, where i starved myself for the first time, where i made myself throw up for the first time, where i tried to kill myself, where I lost my every single job, where I got my heart broken for the first time. This place feels f****** cursed and no matter how hard I try I can’t get out.

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