My name is Star. My mom left my dad when I was 2 because he was an immture asshole and when she stoped smoking weed and drinking when she got pregnant she found she couldn't stand him anymore. He was in and out of my life for years; there was a time when things were great and he was a great dad but depression from the death of his girlfriend worsended his alcoholic ways, then things got bad again. As time went on his treatment of me became highly abusive; he would call me a lazy, spoiled, worthless brat. I was always exspected to keep the house in order and make his coffee, breakfast, lunch, and dinner while he was at work. To this day we are not close because of it and it is a good thing I moved back in with my mom because shortly into my 9th grade year I found that I was a manic depressiant. I also have abandonment issues curtesy of my father and anger issues which I also place partical blame on him for. I am known for burning my wrists in "episodes" as i call them and most resently ive began cutting my tighs and wrist. I am very ashamed of this but I can not control myself when i slip into an "episode" its like I have become someone else. I find smoking weed calms these episodes down and makes them less frequent....Oh and most importantly if you don't like what you hear that works out fine because I really don't fucking care!