Back when I was 11-14 I was getting extremely severe chest pains from the concerta and Ritalin parents were forcing me to take and I once said to my dad back when I was 12 "what If I die from a heart attack" and he straight up told me "I don't care"
And when i was 14 and my mom took away my secret phone which was the only reason why I lived for I wrote in my diary that if I couldn't find a new one by the end of the month I would kms and my mom was reading through my diary cause she's a snoop and she told me that if I do kms over it then "it will be a shame if you died but it's a risk I have to take" that's how little a shit she gives about me.
For the love of God I care more about the safety and wellbeing of the yeast in my homebrew then my parents do about my life.
Why the fuck shouldn't I kill myself at this point who will even miss me.
And when i was 14 and my mom took away my secret phone which was the only reason why I lived for I wrote in my diary that if I couldn't find a new one by the end of the month I would kms and my mom was reading through my diary cause she's a snoop and she told me that if I do kms over it then "it will be a shame if you died but it's a risk I have to take" that's how little a shit she gives about me.
For the love of God I care more about the safety and wellbeing of the yeast in my homebrew then my parents do about my life.
Why the fuck shouldn't I kill myself at this point who will even miss me.
