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May 2015
Every minute of everyday of every week of every month of every year, all I hear is your voice. Your voice has driven me to the point of insanity, you are the reason I hate myself. The reason why I have scars. The reason why I want to die. I can't take it anymore, I thought if I left then the pain would go away but I was wrong.
Everyday I hear the names.
Stupid, *****, worthless, *******, useless, ******, and so many more I can't name them without a risk of having a breakdown.
Every week I feel the pain of the hits.
In my sides, back, thighs, and arms.
Every months I hear the old things.
I wish you were never born, I wish you would just leave.
So I did. But I still want to die.
Every year... I miss and love you even when I shouldn't... But what can I say... I'm a stupid worthless birth who should've never been born, right dad?
Stephanie White
Written by
Stephanie White  18/F/Florida
   Jodey Ross and Jack Thompson
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