- What hurts the most is that no one cares anymore about how I feel whenever I cry it’s my fault, when I get hurt it’s my fault, when my hearts broken it’s my fault, when someone dies....its 'my' fault. I cry every night because I feel it’s my fault all the time. My mom stopped trusting me 2 years ago, my sisters fault, (she blames me). I have one person I can truly trust in life no one else and that’s me! Yes me!! No one else. See 'I' can’t lie to myself I can’t hurt myself I comfort myself. No one else can do that. How I know my 'mom' doesn’t trust me! The only person how even remotely loves me is my dad. My sister is the sors and the solution of my problems and I have an incompetent family filled with no love. See I feel in love, more than once and I had my heart broken every time to. You can’t trust something that isn’t real. News flash! LOVE isn’t real! Ok so I’m pessimistic but tell me this how many relationships last as your first and only love?! I dated 3 guys all of them... broke my heart. Does that seem fair to you, well dose it?!? No, it doesn’t I hated having my heart broken; I know I’m not the only one too. What hurts the most is not being able to love your mom because you have a big wall protecting yourself, even if you don’t want it there. What hurts the most is wanting someone to holt but having to settle with crying in the dark.ive seen my fair share of ups and downs so has my mom, step dad, older sister, older brother, dad, step mom, step sister, and all of the rest of my family. I know the thought of wanting something is grand and amazing, I agree it is, but what if it means not holding your end of a bar gin, what if it means lying to your family, what if it means losing it and hurting someone precise, what if....you break down and can’t fix it ever again. All of what i say is true love sucks, life sucks and people don’t seem to care anymore. Even when I’m down and out of it someone always one person tries to help know what that 'person' died almost 2 years ago his name was Romeo 'he' was my dog.yea a dog cared more about me than my mom. I have me! Myself! And I! To count on and I like that allot. Well...I...guess.
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