You really do believe that I planned to stay home? You really do believe that I planned to wake up with a mind-splitting migraine and feeling like total shit? I understand you hate me and all, but for fuck sakes I did nothing wrong, I’m sorry if feeling like total shit and missing school is a bad thing, but my bad for not knowing this. It’s people like you that cause me to do what I do, people like you who treat me like I’m a worthless piece of shit are the ones that cause me to take the blade to my skin, because I feel it’s the only way out of feeling worthless. 

I’m ashamed to call you my dad, I’m scared to be around you, and I don’t feel safe anymore. Sometimes I truly believe that you don’t even know how much you’re pushing me away, but I guess you could care less anyway. All’s I am to you is a piece of shit daughter. Thanks -.-