zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I don't know why I'm even telling you this, but... my name is Tena. My parents sent me to live with my grandparents when I was 15 because they couldn't handle my behavior anymore. They said I was too much for them, that I was a wild child who'd never amount to anything. It broke their hearts to say goodbye to their only daughter, but I knew it was better this way.
I'm glad I got out of there, though. My grandparents' cabin is like heaven compared to our old place. They're so kind and understanding - they don't judge me for who I am or what I do. We live far off the grid here, surrounded by nothing but woods and wildlife. It's peaceful, you know? The quietness helps me clear my head and think things through.
But it isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Some days, I still have to fight myself not to run back home with tears streaming down my face. Some days, the loneliness gets so overwhelming that I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs. That's when I take matters into my own hands... sometimes I sneak out at night, just to clear my head or get a fix. It's wrong, I know it is - but what choice do I have? My life feels empty otherwise.
