I guess I'm thankful for my family. But are they thankful for me?
One thing that is really upsetting is that last time i really talked to my brother was when i thought about harming myself. We texted. I typed words and things i wish i never told him. Here we are at thanksgiving and not one, "how have you been?", "are you doing ok?", "are you getting any better?", "how was your doctor appointment we last talked about?"
Nothing. And believe me, i was sooooo expecting it. Same stuff with my parents especially my mom.
Sometimes it hard to call family, "family". I am grateful for my parents but really now, what are they thankful for? I am nothing. Just a useless daughter. I bring embarrassment to myself.
I'm sorry but i had to vent. I wish i had friends. I only have and belong to myself, which isn't much at all, because of the fact that i simply hate myself. Yes, hate.
Y'all try to stay positive if ya can and happy thanksgiving. I will eat with my emotions and get fat😒😟😢