I am so angry and frustrated. I fucked up with school, I know that. I’m dealing with the consequences. But stop making me into your fucking house maid just because I messed up! You’ve done this my whole life, and why do I take it still? Because I have nowhere else to live, that’s why. That’s the only reason. I love you, but you still don’t treat me as an adult. Dad does, somewhat. Why can’t you? You piss me off. But oh, I can’t say anything back. No, no. That’s just wrong. I’d be an ungrateful wretch who just lives at home for free and likes to disappoint her parents, right?
So angry and I feel like crying. Crying because it’s my fault. I admitted my mistake, why can’t you just accept that? It’s not like my mistake isn’t fixable! I’m on the right track to do so. Do I have to put up with your controlling bullshit? I cry because you don’t see me.
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