I HATE the I am the reason for my family arguing about everything. Whether it’s my parental figures arguing about who has to pay for my instrument to get fixed, or my mother and grandmother fighting about my future college education, I am always the reason for their fighting. I absolutely hate it. It makes me want to self harm again, even though this is the longest I have ever been clean. Their fighting is bringing up memories of more problems, and I really want to relapse. They’re actually fighting around me right now. I’m just pretending that they aren’t here.