Yesterday my mom, brother, aunt, and I had a barbeque. I was washing a pan that my mom was going to put food on and asked my brother to hold some of the dishes because there was no space on the counter. He then asked me if I could do anything right. I told him to finish washing the pan (my aunt watched this and got mad at ME) and stormed outside to sit next to the barbeque. I told my mom about it and she pretended like nothing happened. I told my mom that smoke got in my eyes to cover my tears. I’m tired of living in a world where I apparently can’t do anything right. I’m tired of living in a world where I get yelled at for being angry that such a cold comment was said to me by someone no one should hear those things from. I’m tired of living in a world that clearly wants to get rid of me.