Witch Hunt, Burn This Girl

conversations with a crisis line

I learned that relations by blood doesn’t make a family.

I found out that a parent’s love isn’t unconditional.

I discovered that I never bonded with you in the first place.

I realized that I only stayed in that house because I was a child and didn’t know better.

I understood that I was afraid of the “what ifs”, the outside world, and if running away could be worse than staying there.

I saw that it’s not normal for a child to run away from their “parents”, that they’d prefer to stay in their room all day and avoid all possible contact with them for most of their life.

I comprehended I wasn’t a bad person for hating you, that the problem wasn’t me, but the person who constantly harmed me.

I noticed that I wasn’t a bad kid, you were the bad “parent”.

Why can I never keep friends

Why does everyone hate me everywhere I go