Not since the death of my mother have I been so lost. This past year has been a whirl wind of ups and downs and im not sure how much more of it I can take. I thought I found love in a womanizing man who treats me like a leftover (I broke up with him). Im stuck under the thumb of my foster mother who tells me it's her way or the streets. Im forced to go to Boston even after my uncle has just died and all I can do is sit alone in this apartment and think about the funeral im missing the people im letting down and my father who I will probably never have a chance again to see again after this. Decembers are always the hardest for me, they never get easier. It seems like everyone is dying. Maybe im next. Maybe I dont mind if I am. Im struggling now through the pain trying to find the light at the end of the tunnel but, all I see is darkness. Im calling out. Help! Somebody anybody help.
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