Sometimes, when I'm feeling like I have no one to talk to (when I'm unable to contact anyone), I remember my sister is experiencing the same abuse and I latch onto my love for her instead of my depression and suicidal thoughts.
Our parents aren't the worst, but they aren't the best either and lately, last five years, I'm beginning to lose the love and respect that I once had for them.
As the oldest, I'm burdened with so much responsibilty and it stresses me out.
My sister is also stressed because of our parents and it hurts to see her in pain.
I resent my parents for being unable to acknowledge our feelings and for treating us like we aren't living beings.
I can't make them change, and I can't change how I feel towards them, but I don't want to feel as if I owe them just because they're my parents.
I know some of you are experiencing abuse at home, and I understand how hard it is to escape, but you have to try.
Try for yourself, don't let them hurt you anymore.
a fellow person.