I'm twelve and I want to run away too.
All of you aren’t alone, and I can clearly understand the pain and neglect you face, whether it’s from your parents, trusted guardians, and even your siblings. I’ve been abused for as long as I can remember, and I’ve always been anonymous about my situation because I was afraid someone would contact my parents, and they’d get extremely angry and limit me from what I love to do more. I suffer from depression, suicidal thoughts, and anxiety. I’ve always had the feeling I wanted to harm something or someone so I can relieve myself from pent up anger. I always hurt my friends and I’m so distant, and I understand why they ignore me because I’m toxic. I come from a black family, and I’m on the internet enough to know our status on politics, racism, sexism, racial discrimination, etc., because I’m exposed to it everyday, whether it’s at school or at home. My father works from daytime to the next day so I don’t see him as much, but my grandmother is verbally abusive, and belittles my self-confidence and treats me like ********. I try to avoid her as much as possible; this applies to most kids at school, too.
Ive always had a detailed plan to run away. The usual, pack clothes, pack non perishables, take a bike and go, get a small job despite not being in the right age group, specifically working at a convience store or anywhere close to your school. A few friends of mine suggested I work at my school and I’d possibly get good pay, since one of the students do it too. My school is very successful and very smart so I think I’m capable of getting a degree and graduating highschool and going to the military. I wanted to manage and I recently had a rant about doing so ending my message with, “You’re on thin ********ing ice buddy.” When my mother notice, she was extremely worried. She loves me so much and would do anything to take my custody to court again and take care and feed me properly. She knows I feel comfortable at her own home, but lately, the privilege to go over her house has been belittled until further notice, so I won’t get to see my big brother and proudly pregnant sister.
Again, I don’t like my situations to be notified to my family because I know how stupid ********ing mad they’ll go on me, and bullet me with questions. Please give me some advice before I either kill myself, or I runaway without a word! I really hope everyone else get the help they need and persevere through their problems. Just know that I love you, and despite not being here physically, I want to be a strong reminder that everything will get better in the future.
All of you aren’t alone, and I can clearly understand the pain and neglect you face, whether it’s from your parents, trusted guardians, and even your siblings. I’ve been abused for as long as I can remember, and I’ve always been anonymous about my situation because I was afraid someone would contact my parents, and they’d get extremely angry and limit me from what I love to do more. I suffer from depression, suicidal thoughts, and anxiety. I’ve always had the feeling I wanted to harm something or someone so I can relieve myself from pent up anger. I always hurt my friends and I’m so distant, and I understand why they ignore me because I’m toxic. I come from a black family, and I’m on the internet enough to know our status on politics, racism, sexism, racial discrimination, etc., because I’m exposed to it everyday, whether it’s at school or at home. My father works from daytime to the next day so I don’t see him as much, but my grandmother is verbally abusive, and belittles my self-confidence and treats me like ********. I try to avoid her as much as possible; this applies to most kids at school, too.
Ive always had a detailed plan to run away. The usual, pack clothes, pack non perishables, take a bike and go, get a small job despite not being in the right age group, specifically working at a convience store or anywhere close to your school. A few friends of mine suggested I work at my school and I’d possibly get good pay, since one of the students do it too. My school is very successful and very smart so I think I’m capable of getting a degree and graduating highschool and going to the military. I wanted to manage and I recently had a rant about doing so ending my message with, “You’re on thin ********ing ice buddy.” When my mother notice, she was extremely worried. She loves me so much and would do anything to take my custody to court again and take care and feed me properly. She knows I feel comfortable at her own home, but lately, the privilege to go over her house has been belittled until further notice, so I won’t get to see my big brother and proudly pregnant sister.
Again, I don’t like my situations to be notified to my family because I know how stupid ********ing mad they’ll go on me, and bullet me with questions. Please give me some advice before I either kill myself, or I runaway without a word! I really hope everyone else get the help they need and persevere through their problems. Just know that I love you, and despite not being here physically, I want to be a strong reminder that everything will get better in the future.
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