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My life is slowly crumbling to pieces before my eyes. My dad was trying to help me and my little sister clean our rooms cause they were a mess and we live in filth due to MY MOTHER. When she came home she yelled at him in the hall way while I hid under my covers and cried. Well now they hate each other again. My mom tries to convince me that its my father's fault when its hers. We can't really see him any more. Thanks to mom cutting has become a regular thing again

I feel like I should talk about my bulimia but at the same time not-

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