I'm sorry for the inconvenience I'm usually a happy person but I've been unable to cope for the past month since I have been unable to self harm and since I never have anyone to talk to its been difficult. I was at school camp so I couldn't cry myself to sleep either.
I already have enough stress from school and my anxiety and depression and my worries about my future but in my therapy session yesterday my therapist decided to bring up sexuality and gender which I haven't thought about and now I'm confused.
Not to mention my father is home and nothing I ever do is good enough for him, I wore sweatpants and a sweatshirt to camp as one outfit so I got a lecture on that outfit and how people would think we were poor. After that I got a lecture about the flower crown I wore with one of my outfits and how people would bully me for it.
Then I got a lecture about wearing shorts because that would show the boys that I 'wanted it'.
Not to mention the endless chores I've done today for him and I haven't gotten a single thank you.
And at camp how my friends told me I needed to be independent and do things for myself and how I was a burden and how I act like a child, all I did was ask them to fill up my water because I hurt my knee and couldn't walk.
Keep in mind I don't want pity points, I wrote this out to get it all out of my system.
I don't want attention, I don't want likes, I don't want remeasuring comments.
Thanks for reading I guess.
I already have enough stress from school and my anxiety and depression and my worries about my future but in my therapy session yesterday my therapist decided to bring up sexuality and gender which I haven't thought about and now I'm confused.
Not to mention my father is home and nothing I ever do is good enough for him, I wore sweatpants and a sweatshirt to camp as one outfit so I got a lecture on that outfit and how people would think we were poor. After that I got a lecture about the flower crown I wore with one of my outfits and how people would bully me for it.
Then I got a lecture about wearing shorts because that would show the boys that I 'wanted it'.
Not to mention the endless chores I've done today for him and I haven't gotten a single thank you.
And at camp how my friends told me I needed to be independent and do things for myself and how I was a burden and how I act like a child, all I did was ask them to fill up my water because I hurt my knee and couldn't walk.
Keep in mind I don't want pity points, I wrote this out to get it all out of my system.
I don't want attention, I don't want likes, I don't want remeasuring comments.
Thanks for reading I guess.