my parents. My parents, are control freaks. It’s like I’m a little puppet, and they pull the strings of things they want me to do. It seriously isnt fair. I also have a stupid brother who is SUPER annoying, and he has no strings attached. And he never did. If i get a B in class, they will yell at me, If i get straight A’s they will not congratulate me, they will look at me, and say, “work harder.”
Thing is, They only tell this to ME, never do they tell this to my brother. It’s pathetic. I cant believe that I worked SO hard. When my brother gets a bad grade, my parents will say in a lush tone, “Oh, It’s okay, you can try again.”
When ever they say this, it grapples my heart, twists and contours it to bleed pain. I hate the fact that only I have such Freakin’ high expectations. I cant believe I work my butt off just to get smacked in the face, with a “work harder”. Unbelievable. And today, My mom yelled at me because i didnt get homework done thats due in July. (IT’s JULY!) I hate it when that happens, they dont know how miserable I feel, how low they put me in the family pyramid, and how degrading it is when my mom basically put me down. I cant believe how stupid I feel trying to live up to her expectations. How annoying. She never listens, and when I want to speak up, I know I will never win. Because she is venomous. she is crazy, insane, and poisonous.
One time, During 7th grade it was opening night for my school play that I was participating in, and I couldnt wait. So the thing is, when my mother and brother got home, they were fighting. and so, when i arrived at the scene of the crime, she took all the emotion, all the madness, everything that she and my brother fought about, on me. I cried so hard because it hurt so bad. I felt abused, scared, and miserable. It was still opening night, and when i got to school 2 hours early, my eyes were blood shot red, of course everybody asked, so i just said that i was helping my family barbecue and smoke got into my eyes. I hate my mom, and youre probably thinking, that at least i have a mom. But youre right, and there is nothing that i can do about it. I hate it when she thinks that just taking everything out on my is just fine. I hate that quality, because she doesnt realize that she’s is the bully and I’m the target. Who do i go to tell in a situation like so?
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talk to your parents. force them to listen to you
Its hard. I can never say what i truely believe in to my parents, expecially my mom. And when ever i get their attention, its like they’re ready to yell, and I hate it so much when they yell. In truth, I am a coward. I’m scared of what they’ll say to me, because I’ve heard the worse every time I get a bad grade. It never happens to my sibling. I dont understand why she is nice to my brother, and cold towards me? She may be my mother, but I feel like I dont have one. I’m lonely, and scared of what can happen to me. And I dont know who to talk to. Obviously, If i try to tell my parents, they’ll never listen.
i think nature cannot be changed.try to expect less from them..make good friends who are there when you are down.dont give ears to what you what you dont wanna listen.
I’m not good at making friends though. But you’re right, I tried extremly hard to make this girl become my friend, and it worked. But I’m still having trouble with what to talk about. Whenever she talks to me, I respond, and there is this HUGE gap of silence. It’s akward, but at least she considers me a friend.