( this is gonna be long) If you really knew me, you'd know that, my mom and dad were never together, and for 13 years I've lived with just my mom with very little money. we've been living in the same apartment, because my father whom I haven't seen or talked to in 2 years, doesn't and probably never will, pay child support
If you really knew me, you'd know that my grandma has chronic depression and bipolar disorder, and whenever I'm at her house, and she's having a...
bad... day.. she takes it out on me by screaming at me, telling me how much of a "bad person" I am, which makes me depressed as well....
if you really knew me, you'd know that because of all of this, I started to cut myself year before last, always trying to cover it up, keeping to myself more than usual... of course my best friend started noticing and askked what was wrong... I forced myself to tell them... and... yeah....
afew months later I stopped cutting myself, because I found that things were getting a little better... I was making more friends, things were looking up
until things became similar to how they were before.... ((except with more people to support me, and I SWORE I would never cut again))
so, things have been pretty hard for me... I hope I can get over afew things soon....