If I’m allowed to vent here
I always think everything is my fault. My uncle called me fat he said sorry, but it will never fix the broken plate sometimes I wish I could tell him sorry can’t fix the broken plate. I always think that my family or friends will not love me anymore. I’m scared my friend might end at all if my friend ends at all, though you’ll not hear from me for a while… probably because I’m dead sometimes I’m scared that my family will just die one day or disappear on me not even leaving a note(IDK IF SOME OF THIS IS A VENT)