Today is the day that my parents passed. (This is pretty intense but I want to get this off my chest so don't read if you aren't good with these type of things). My Mum killed herself when I was 5 because she didn't know how else to escape from my father. A year later he locked us in my bedroom and after a while he killed himself as well. Today is so difficult. The rest of the world just moves on like nothings but they have no reason to be angry. Sometimes I wish that my Mum had took me with her to Heaven. Every counsellor and therapist I've been to have told me that it's okay it'll heal with time but that's a lie. It was comforting to begin with but its so overused and every year I look back and I regret so much. If my Mother could see me now I don't know what she'd think. I never told her I love her I hope she knows I do. I've got to go to school in a few hours usually they let me have the day off but they wouldn't let me this time. I probably shouldn't even post this its just emotional nonsense. I hope everyone else has a better day today and be happy. God Bless.