Angel would have been 12. Her siblings 16, 11 and 10. I fear I won’t have ever have a chance again because I didn’t want any of them, even though I’m a different person now.
I’m afraid to have children… I’m afraid they’ll be like me… and they’ll hurt me like I hurt my parents.
I’m still terrified there are monsters under my bed (I’m 19)
Everytime I wish death on someone I apologize to god. I fear that one day he will punish my daughters for the things iv said about other people.
Most of you will never know how hard it is just to reach out… … and touch something as common as this is, without talking yourself through it the whole way. This secret is available as a postcard. Send it to someone.
I always feel bad when… When things get killed in my house, no matter how big and dangerous they are.
I say I don’t believe in love… but that’s only because I am scared I will never find it.