I can see it both ways. I think they're already upset that the old me is dead and that I'm a disappointment but at the same time they don't have any expectations for me anymore. My mom told me I can do and be whatever I want. And I turned into an addicted loser with zero social skills or any other skills. The worst part is that they had to deal with me for so long and I foolishly believed I will get better and completely transform. I have no idea how tf do they put up with me. I'm so stupid and weak I wish I could just take sn and hug my mom and die in her arms. I wanna be 10yo again. I hate myself. I hate my brain. I hate my actions and thoughts. I wish my parents would save me, but I have to save myself. And I can't do it. I'm sad that they'll remember me as a looser. That I never got to make up for all the bad things I did and said. That I never 'got better' in the end.
Last edited:
