June 25th, 2010by Amulet09
I hate my fuckin’ life. I normally don’t ever cuss (actually I never do in real life), but the itnernet is a unique place for this sort of venting. First off, what triggered me to write this post is the fact that I’ve been really depressed lately so I’ve only been living off of caprisuns since last friday. Since then I’ve lost 8 pounds and am now 104-5ish. That’s not the problem. My mom ever since her dad went to live with my aunt with their new baby I’ve been picking up more chores around the house lately. Everyday, my mom keeps screaming at me to clean up the mess she thinks I made in the kitchen (when I’ve never been eating) and my half-assed brother (he’s 8 ) is always sitting around the tv playing his stupid wii and she never tells him to do shit. And my mom never wants to give my older sister a hard time since she’s back from college and is starting to live with us. I guess, all the pressure was starting to build and I told my mom upfront that I wasn’t eating since last friday and I’ve lost 8 pounds since then. I guess if you’re a normal concerned parent you’d be worried why my child isn’t eating and do you know what she says?!!! She says “not eating isn’t an excuse to stop helping around the hourse”. This happens ALL the time. I think I’ve lost my temper before and accidentally told her that I self-injure and she just told me to “cut the drama”. I feel like I already died and no one cares. She recently remarried early this month and I don’t like my new stepdad and since I’m the only one who’se not so quick to get a new daddy (my sister and brother both love him) she told me I should stay with my real dad (he was abusive that’s why they got divorced). I keep hearing unbelievable shit from her. I dunno. I’ve always been her problem child so I guess I’m writing my own bad fiction of a life story that revolves around me when it doesn’t. Sorry for whoever reads this I’m being too egocentric.