Not even a week ago, I tried to commit suicide over something my own brother said to me. To be honest, it was multiple things that made me try to, well... You know. Saying something as hard as he did. Saying what he said & now, not even apologizing or doing anything, he expect me to care about him. I really could care less about him now. I will forever hear those words echoing in my head... " I'll give you a knife, sharp enough to cut deep enough to bleed out, you stupid b/itch " & that was after he'd insulted my reason for living, the only thing keeping me alive... My music. He'd called it " fagg0t music " & expected me not to freak out? Right now, i'm honestly questioning so much. Why would you say that to someone who's known to self - harm? Why would you say that to your little sister? That's pretty messed up. Saying something so hurtful to someone you're supposed to protect but, then again.. You never were much of a brother. -- The point of this is that... Honestly, I don't feel like I have a reason for living & I don't know what to do. I don't know how to make this horrible feeling in my stomach go away. I don't know how to make everything better & I don't know who to go to when it comes to this. I don't have any friends, & I don't have anyone to go to that won't judge me, laugh at me or tell me i'm being stupid. I don't know what to do... :/ I hate feeling so alone. I hate this feeling that makes me feel like i'm gonna get sick at any moment.
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