I know this is a commom thing to as but who am I? I guess I don't know because I just don't see my self in the same way any more. I thought that I was a good person,but if I am how come all the bad things that happen do. I have no clue if my like is as good as I think. My parents are always fighting, If my dad can't think of any thing to bitch at my mom four he finds little things bout me and blows them way out of proportion. It sucks. I as Ray for help he gives me help but he isn't always there. He can't be with me evefry day. So what happens then? I dont know what to do.I feal like reverting back to the old me but the old me was a killer. Not of people but of my soul. I would cut my legs and arms so bad that I would have to were pants and long sleved shirts for months. The scars are all fading but when I see one the depression comes back. I love Ray and would not do any thiung to hurt him. I will live my life knowing when I am 18 iI will no longer have to deal with the pain! I will be free of all my parents yelling, free to live my life,o how i wish for that day..... TO be free