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How much can I take? I don’t know. And since I’ve only /just/ turned thirteen, I think currently I’m handling a little too fucking much.
I don’t know how to help my best friend. Her adoptive mother hasn’t talked to her in two days and her real parents are dead. Her mother has been making all these rude comments about absolutely everything my friend stands for and I don’t know what to do. She isn’t a bad kid. She gets honor and effort roll every term. She has goals and dreams of being an /astronaut/ and she’s very well mannered. She’s planning on running away soon and I’m the only one in the world who knows about that and the suitcase packed under her bed, ready any night now. She’s been cutting herself and been really depressed lately and it seems she’s been putting on a mask around anyone who could ever help her and I don’t know what I could ever do. It’s been killing me inside and I’m so sick of it. It isn’t my problem, and I’m getting a little tired of trying to solve it because dammit, I have my own to worry about.
My other best friend, is currently trying to overcome her anorexia. She’s had it for about five months now, and surprise surprise, yet again, I’m the only one allowed to fucking know. She hasn’t eaten a meal and kept it down in two weeks, and she’s extremely underweight but yet she still insists on calling herself fat.
I myself, am currently wondering how I’m still walking around smiling like a pretty little time bomb. Not even my boyfriend knows what’s going on and he’s been so concerned lately, that it’s been making me half depressed that I can’t tell him any of it. I know he just wants to help and I love him for that.
I need help.
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