Well I've recently become vegetarian again and I want to stick with it this time for good but I guess it costs too much so tonight at dinner my dad yelled at me and gave me the ultimatum of either giving it up, paying for my own food, or moving out. I didn't yell back, I never do with my dad. I basically just sat there and ate my food and cried while my guest, Mallory (my cousin Eric's girlfriend who's like 19) sat and just experienced this whole situation. Well then my parents started fighting over the stupidest thing, the Parmesan cheese /: then my mom stormed upstairs and slammed the door while I just sat there crying eating my spaghetti. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed because Mallory was there. If Mallory wasn't there I probably would've gone upstairs and cut but I didn't but I still really want to. Please help me, I'm really trying not to anymore after last Saturday night's breakdown. I hadn't done it for 4 months and then I cut up my whole left arm.
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