I hear my mum downstairs talking about me. How im such a disappointment, and she doesn’t want anything to do with me. just like many other people, i will get mad at my mum when she reads personal stuff, or insults me in anyway. But like any pissed off person i told my friend i wish she would die, and i hated her. But i was pissed off, i really don’t hate her. She doesn’t want anything to do with me, and i’m so upset. I want to be part of this family. And all i can do is sit upstairs and cry because she won’t listen to me. I really don’t know what to do this time round.