Every time I get mad or sad or scared I grab a knife and throw it at a tree in my yard. Then i feel bad for it.
At 1:45am this morning, my mom called me saying dad had to take our baby girl to the vet to put her down. There was nothing else we could do for her. Her blood cells burst. She was internally bleeding. Last Saturday, May 3rd of 2014 we took her to the vet and they said she had scoliosis. We thought she was starting to get better, but we were wrong. I'm going to miss her. I love her. I feel broken. #sad
So I went to my first dance class, and I was horrible because I get confused when it comes to right and left... The sad part is I am 21!
I have a step teen daughter that tells her mother things I haven't said to her. Her father and I got into a heated argument the night before she went home. She called child services on me telling them she fears for her life. The sad part is, I have done nothing to her for this reaction, other than her seeing her father and I fight.
My mom died in October 2013 for cancer, at the age of 46. I haven't cried yet, not even one tear, i don't want to show how sad i am. Even though my dad told me to go to the cemetery a few times i never go, because i know that i would start crying and never stop. Mom i miss you so much, forgive me.