OH NO IT’S CHUNGUS

“ You’ve done well, Ms.Smithson. Here is your reward.”

@asktheoccultist

My family is falling apart. I can’t deal with anything anymore. I can’t even call my friends “friends” anymore.

They taunt me, call me “stupid, fat, ugly, etc”. I wish my family would just move away so I wouldn’t have to see any of them again.

Even my friends who don’t call me things won’t even stick up for me. And if I try to say something they immediately just tell me that I’m “Overreacting”

My brother is convinced that he can do anything he wants, thanks to my grandmother.

I live with an uncle who won’t talk to anyone.

My father is problematic, but he’s the only one I can really trust anymore.

Due to all the stress, I’ve developed Trichtillomania. A mental illness that causes you to pluck facial, or other body hair. I pluck my eyelashes and eyebrows because it gives me something to focus on other than anything else.

I like to draw, but my friends tell me that my art looks terrible.

I just, care too much I guess. I act happy, but I’m not. Every time I try to talk about things, my family tells me to suck it up.

I don’t know what to do anymore.