My half brother thinks his father is someone who it really isn't. I know who is real father is, I wish I didn't. I could never tell him and it sucks!

I support myself thru college bc I ran away from my abusive mother. Never told anyone. I spend breaks in my dorm rm. After graduation I have no where to go.

my mom has MS. it's eaten away her ability to move&now her sanity. it's limited my dad's & my sister's ability to live. sometimes i just wish she would die...

I use to have a serious depression problem, until I tripped on acid and slammed the dark door inside my mind. Everythings great now, and no side effects.

The hardest part is telling a parent that their child has died. It's indescribable. There are simply no words to assuage their anguish and grief.