Its hard to be mad at people you care about. When they hurt you, you begin to doubt their loyalty and respect for your feelings. Anger comes right along with the sadness because its you healing.  The scars reopens when you are constantly reminded that they dont give a shit about you. Expecting this pain to go away. But everywhere you turn the pain is there.  Angry that you cant forget that the pain exist.  Drugs and alcohol being your source of relief, but still angry that it only last until the morning. Then what?? Suicide creeps in your mind like a snake, telling you no one cares about the pain you feel. But you question.  Is that true??