I don’t even know what to feel. I just feel sad and angry and empty. I don’t want to bother others. The only reason I’m living is to have a final fuck you to the people who did me wrong. No matter how successful I am I’ll never be anything except the kid who came out wrong. They have to “get over” me instead of accepting me. I feel terrible. They don’t know how much they hurt me. Because how could you tell your parent that they’re the reason you almost sent buck shot through your skull?