I'm tired. I'm just tired. I've been fighting for so fucking long, and I'm never good enough. Ever since him and my mother have divorced, I've been in a constant cycle of wondering if my father is abusing me or if I'm overreacting. He's never physically hurt me, but whenever I'm with him, I feel like I'm walking on eggshells. No matter how hard I try, I'll never be good enough. He brushed my problems off as "entitled white girl issues" last night. He yells at me if I don't explain, but when I do, he calls it an excuse. Once, when I threw up, he threatened to make me eat my own vomit. He's been getting better, but all of the sudden he lashed out at me again, calling me selfish just because I've been spending more time to myself. I can't take this anymore. My mom filed something against him I think, but it's still going to be hard. I'm never good enough. I don't have any use in this world. I struggle with S/H. Im thinking of ending it all.