Here I sit in my room listening to my father scream. I know that I’m angry like he is and it scares me that one day I’m going to have a child who acts like me. I need to not be him.
I’m scared that someone like me won’t ever find love… I’m scared that I’m Going to be treated like shit all my life. I’m scared that I’m only temporary.
I’m just scared. Like… That type of scared you get when you’re alone or when you’re lost. I’m scared.
I don’t have anyone that I can go to because everything that is scaring me is what I’m supposed to look to for help. And everything that I’m ok telling my problems to isn’t real.
It isn’t real.
I scared that I’m going insane. I’m scared that I’m Going to be alone.
Fear is crippling me.
My friend is leaving her massive blog on tumblr because of some hate she got. She has a really really popular blog on tumblr and that is how I met her, so I don’t know if I’m ever going to get to talk to her again. But, she is leaving because some pricks found out about her past and they were using it against her and just being mean. People really just need to get the hell away from others sometimes.
Bullying people is not okay and bullying anonymously is the most terrifying thing in the world. But actually… if I knew who this person was I think that I would do something rash. I’m so angry that people could possibly be so mean and so stupid.
Don’t bully. Please.
