Always And Forever

I have been depressed since I was little. It runs in my family. It all started when my mother took us from our father. I lived with him for one year (the happiest year of my life) and during that year my mother only visited me once. For five minutes. Next thing I know my father's in jail and my mother takes us. I'm eighteen now and I've just now moved back in with my dad after trying to off myself. And my mother never called once -.- I wonder if she really loves me or if it's all to throw fire at my great, loving, special, hardworking, strong hearted father. I've never said he was perfect. I know he's battled with drug addiction when he was young, but that does not make him a bad person. Everyone battles with some sort of addiction ranging from biting they're fingernails to gambling to sex to drugs, alcohol, etc. My mother is a very angry, and hurtful person. She verbally abuses her children without even knowing it. I wish she could get help, but she doesn't even care to admit she has her problems. At least my dad got help, I got help, my grand parents got help, my aunts and uncles, cousins and friends got help. I think it's time she gets help....and stops pulling me down every time I tell her.
AthenaWilliams AthenaWilliams
18-21, F
1 Response May 22, 2012

send this to her? : )

it would just make it worse.