Got hurt pretty bad tonight. Three dislocated fingers, dislocated shoulder, threw my back out again, nasty bruises and scrapes all over one side. I’m hurting so much.

I hate this so much. I don’t want to do it anymore. But it’s the only life I have. I just want to be loved and the only person who’s supposed to care about me keeps hurting me.

I’ve been told that if I so much as sob loud enough to hear from the next room that the police will be called. I really really really just want to die.

Nothing is okay. Nothing is ever okay. Dying is such a scary thought but staying here is unbearable.