I told my mother the truth. That I felt left out and that she wasn’t treating me life a daughter she was treating me like someone she was co-living with. Always going places and never telling me or asking if I’d like to come. Knowing it’s stuff I normally love to do. I’m used to feeling lonely and left out at school. I’ve come to terms with school being a meaningless place with meaningless people to me & being that I have a little over 6 months left there I don’t really care that it’s like this. But now home is starting to feel the same way. I walk in and a wave of negative energy hits me. I feel like I’m constantly drowning. Finally I cracked once she left and cried in front of my father and told him that it feels like school at home now and Im lonely and sad constantly and all he said was “ well sorry to hear “ and walked away. I don’t even know how I’ll see him as the father I seen him as yesterday.
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What kind of things do you normally love to do?
My home’s always been worse than school… it’s basically always been Hell at home. But I haven’t had school in years. I used to just spend all day away from home somewhere after I left school. The idea of having to go home made me want to be homeless and just ditch the car they let me use and travel only by foot… I would be homeless now but I have “probation” or as I like to call a “sadistic group of people forcing me to answer to them”
I either kill myself or wait until probation ends and be homeless but I’m leaning towards the first. Been planning it all year. It’s difficult knowing I’m still alive when all year I’ve been trying to go through with ending my life…