its all going wrong again... going to pieces
with my brothers diagnosis of psychosis... and he's remembering.
i knew it wouldnt stay dead forever.
i tried to push it away and now its come up and is going to hit the fan
so not only have i got my own abuse to deal with...
ive now got to face the abuser who hurt me... and my brother
it had been forgotten, pushed down for years and years and now i remember it all, he remembers it all.
what if mum and dad hate me for not telling them?
i dont want to have to talk or face this and now i have no choice
its all so shit.
is it any wonder i tried to top myself?
is it any wonder i self harm
is it any wonder im on medication
or in therapy.
from start to finish my life is nothing but a serious of fucked up events
one after another.
abuse abuse abuse, rape, abuse, violent and emotional head fucking boyfriends.
I have no idea how I'm still here and hanging on.