There's a lot to say, and I lot I won't say. My parents are divorced, I have 2 stepsiblings, and two biological brothers, I have so much anxiety with them.. My parents (who newly found new partners) are still fine, but having them divorced is too much. I also found out I'm lesbian, and telling my mom was an embarrassment. I also have anxiety with telling anyone else except my friends. My therapist says I deal with anxiety issues, depression, and loneliness. It's too much. And when I try to explain my emotions to my father, he disagrees and leaves me feeling like I'm the only one who has these emotions. There's this one girl at school who calls me a furry and makes fun of me for so much as existing. (Some of the things she does and says are not suitable for the scratch community guidelines.) There are so much times where I want to run. A lot if doctors and cycologists say that people tend to fight their dangers. But I run. I run and run and hide. I try so hard. But I can't. I want to escape. Escape from myself. Is that wrong..?
