I still cut myself. I'm just tired of being blamed and my mum making it ok to say cruel stuff and shout at me just because I was in a room for a bit. I cut myself so bad. I get so angry and yet it's always my fault. I wish I was dead. I was thinking of ways to end my life but I'm afraid of doing more damage. my life is boring, no one gives a **** about me, jobs dont want me. i don't know why im here since people treat me less than a human and that im better off dead. thats my wish to be not here. I don't belong here.