[FONT=""][COLOR=""][SIZE=""]My life has been shit from day one, i've been from foster home to foster to foster home until i was eventually adopted along with my siblings. i thought that for once i would feel loved, and i did. But it didnt last long. My mom was reasonable at first but then started hitting me for every little wrong doing. she didnt allow me to go to parties or go places with friends. it was always about her. if i failed to remember something, i was stupid. if i messed up i was useless. if i didnt do a chore i was lazy. eventually it got to the point where i kept attempting suicide over and over and over but it didnt work. even then nobody saw how much i was suffering, it just lead to self harm and other mental health issues. at this point i am wondering whats the point of living. if youre just living for other people is that really living? i have never lived for myself, never had a good relationship and never had anyone say that they cared about me. really. and everyone says it will get better, but how do you know that? just because YOUR LIFE got better doesnt mean mine will. people are so stupid. living is stupid.[/size][/color][/font]