I am here

This was started as a way to express myself. I don't cry much and it does not help when I do. Writing usually does. I vented today to a friend, but she wasn't "there" for me.

This has been my life as long as I can remember. From my mother not being there when I truly needed her. That experience totally fucked me up, and to this day it still effects me. I usually keep things bottled up which is no good.

But this is to let you know I exist and I will be heard. Listen to me.