My mother is into drugs and im surrounded by that shit. I was dragged under that tidal wave of bullshit and now I cant escape. I cut instead of doing drugs. My step father abuses  both me and my mother. His friends like to feel me. But I have to deal with it because Without his income my mom could not keep up her 3 children. I just want to die already. I want to leave but my brothers need me. Macon’s only 2. Imagine growing up, and if people ask about your sister, youll have to say “she killed herself because she couldn’t cope with a few more years in our  house. She could’ve moved out in 2 years, but dying seamed like a better solution.” I just couldn’t do that to him.