I’m not one to often ask for help, let alone talk about my problems to the entire world. Sure, I write quotes, thoughts and stories, but I keep 90% of what goes on bottled up. So, no, I’m not asking for your sympathy or crying out for your attention… I’m simply asking you for help in one of the most difficult times of my life. The one time I will only ever do this, because let’s face it, most of you don’t even care and never will. Which is fine, to each their own. I know we all have our struggles and we’re all dealing with something, some far worse than others. But regardless, I’ve hit a breaking point and for once in my life I’m reaching out to others for help. So please, take the time to read this, share it with friends and family, and if at all possible… donate. And to those who do, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I will never fully be able to express my gratitude and appreciation, let alone how much it truly means to me. http://www.gofundme.com/j11pso
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There are very few of us out there, that are like you and I. Some say we are Guardians, heaven sent to help, love, and guide others through life in the right direction. While others beg to plead that we are the Devil himself, lurking closely behind, ready to strike at any given moment to take everything from them in order to make their lives a living hell. Either way, we always manage to become the walking dream, something so breathtakingly powerful and desired, but is always out of reach. So what are we really? Well, I’ll leave that up to you to decide.
I feel so broken inside. My heart aches and my hope is slowly fading away. I don’t hide it anymore, because I can’t. The betrayal is too much. You can see it when you look into my eyes and the expression upon my face… it’s as if something inside of me has died. You… of all people… how could you? I can’t even fathom as to why the one person I trusted and believed the most… the one I looked up to… how my own father could do this to his own daughter. I needed you… I opened up and cried for help. I came to you. You told me you’d always be there… you could have made me better… you could have helped. But instead you pushed me away and completely shut me out. And that only ruined me so much more. You left me here to rot and the more I think about it, the more it hurts. And you know, when you have so much pent up pain… and hurt… it really does take a toll on you after a while. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. For you have abandoned me.