My parents didn’t understand how unhappy I was and how much my heart was breaking by not being able to do the things that felt right for me. I tried to explain over and over and over again for 3 years. So much yelling. So much crying. So many sleepless nights. If I couldn’t make them happy, and I couldn’t make me happy, what was the point of life? My mind went to dangerous places. Then junior year, I decided they would never understand. So I stopped trying to convince them. I pulled the plug. #blogicomicsOur Instagram @blogicomicsSee this episide on IG