It's time I speak out. I have had enough. I need help and I'm not afraid to ask. I'm sick of this sour feeling in my stomach, the feeling of being locked up by New Jersey state for violating probation

As I stared at the stain of blood on the garage floor I could picture the sight of what happened. I was told my father at slit his wrists and sat in the 95 geo prism with the car on and the garage door

I was walking home from the bus stop when I noticed a note on the door of my house saying, "DO NOT GO IN BAD FUMES." I had no clue what was going on, I was 11 years old. My mom had recently put

From as far back as I can remember, life has been somewhat hard for me to handle. I was 6 years old, my father was a cop. He would come home and find something, some excuse to take his anger out on me.

Welcome to my Steemit page, I am @FrY and it's truly pleasure to meet you all. I joined here a while back but haven't been able to make it here unless I saw an article I was interested in. Life has completely