Entry 3#

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3rd entry
4th of April 2019
8: 50pm

They make me angry! So so angry! I wanna rip their intestines apart and choke em with it. They always blame, never try to understand. Always raise their voices, never try to know where the problem is coming from. Maybe if they had paid better attention and taken their jobs as parents seriously, they all might still be alive. My brother, his kit, my Bennett would still be breathing, buy i also know that's not true. If I hadn't been sleeping when the house was on fire,sleeping through the commotion then Alec would in have thought to go up there and kit wouldn't have followed him, I know it was all my fault

But do you blame me? Cause I do but I also want to put the blame on someone also,anyone but me cause if I accept it then I guess I'll truly loose myself.

I've been out of that Insane asylum for about four days now and I prefer there to here. They listen there, they really wanna help and I miss my therapist. She was warm and familiar. More of a friend than a therapist.

That anger, its gone now replaced by a dull ache. I wanna be normal again, I wanna watch my brothers throw words around. I want to be able to go to the beach without worrying bout voices getting loud or being out in public without the anxiety and panic settling in. I wanna be free. But I miss them so so much.

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