Like now. I messed up big time, and everyone thinks I’m a disappointment. My parents, my councelor, my nan, even my boyfriend, if only because I can’t see him this weekend. I shouldn’t have gone out Wednesday, I should have gone to school, an now I have to look forward to my parents’ disappointment when I get home.

And not only that, knowing how angry my father will be, likely kicks and hits. And I don’t dare go home, even if they basically commanded me to be home for lunch.

I don’t dare, and the only way out I can see is the final way out.

Should I find the courage/lack of it, goodbye my dears.

(crosspost from my main blog)