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by Sara Jan 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
When you just to yell at me i was scared you raised your hand and i thought you were going to hit me real hard and i ran from you and from you voice as i grew older i began to defend myself you didn't appreciate that but i didn't appreciate you neither and sometimes now you say shocking things things that make me cry but you don't see that you just go ahead and hurt me Aren't you suppose to be the person that i can rely on and sit on your lap when i was little? one day i will say enough! and i will show you want you've done and trust me you WILL be sorry My never-loving dad