I Have to
Vent
So My mom passed away when I was nine. I'm thirteen now.
I've had to go through everything without her my period,
girly problems, depression, and boys. All of my friends say
they're there for me but they don't understand what I
have to deal with every day. I love my dad but he always calls me
names you should never call someone and is just plain rude to me.
I always put a smile on my face but it's fake almost 24/7 and
I just need help. I'm broken...