I just can’t stand another day living my life. I’m at my lowest and I think if I die my mom would be happy. Or not, ‘cos she and my stepfather and also my lazy half-siblings treats me like  I’m their cleaning lady and they won’t even give me a dime for everything that I do for them.
My mom says I can’t have a bad attitude because I’m not pretty, that everyone leaves me because of my sucky attitude. It’s sad that the person who should tell you that you’re beautiful is saying the opposite thing, to think that she’s my mother, and almost everyone […]