I don't know what to do. I don't want to die. But I want out. I don't want things to improve slowly I can't wait anymore. I keep thinking about running away. What it would be like to drive and drive until no one could find me. I also think of how bad things have gotten and I just want to hide. I think of my sister and tell myself to fight and then she gets mad at me and I wonder if she'd even miss me. I see my parents laugh with her and I feel like they could be a family without me. Maybe without all my problems, they'd be better off.
I want time to stop. I want life to pause so I can figure things out. I want everything to stop.