Hearing your dad call you fat during an argument with your mum and then hearing him full on screaming at your son to ‘shut up’ because he was upset and crying.
Worst part is: knowing you can’t say a fucking thing.
Please life, keep throwing all this amazing stuff at me cus don’t I just love it.
For fuck’s sake, get us out of here.
I had to get this out. I’m scared that I’d end up relapsing if I didn’t.
These are all the thoughts that float around in my head all day.
Most of the time I can ignore them, I’ve learnt to do that. But when, like now, I’m stressed, upset or angry.. then I can’t. :’(