I'm not sure where my life is going anymore. you're probably going to think i'm being a drama queen but you dont know the half of it.
I'm constantly getting bitched at about how i'm a "smartass" and how I dont care about anybody but myself. by my fucking own parents.
My parents were yelling at me about getting bad grades and how I'll never get anywhere in life and asking what i was thinking on doing and i told them i didn't know and they said that i act way too old and that i don't know anything about how I'm supposed to be and that i have the spirit of the devil in me, and they said if i don't straighten up I'm going to boot camp. then they started bitching on how i never told them how i felt and so i did, and then they started yelling at me for being a "smart ass" and telling me to get out of the house, thinking that i wouldn't because they don't think I'm strong enough or know anyone.
They're always bitching at me about how I never tell them how i feel about anything, and they told me that I should tell them and so I did, and they started bitching at me even more and I told them that they told me and they're like "WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE A SMART ASS ABOUT IT." and i told them that i wasn't and they started yelling at me for "talking back."
I'm sick of this shit. They think they know who I am and they expect me to be just like everyone else in this fucking world. They just don't understand that I'm tired of it, I'm sitting here shaking, crying my eyes out, and they saw me. They just keep telling me to keep on talking and that I should tell them how I feel, but how can I when whenever I tell them, they yell at me? They put on this perfect little family act whenever my friends are over or they're meeting someone for the first time, and my closest friends know that its bullshit. I'm tired of this.
I may or may not be leaving the house tonight, what the hell are they going to do, call the cops on me? But at the same time I need to get out of here. They're always telling me how they love me so much and how I'm number one in their life, but they never ask how my day is going or talk to me other than anything about school work and bills. How the fuck is that loving me?
But I'm not taking them for granted, so don't jump to that conclusion. I know they're working hard for me to have an alright life, but money can't buy happiness. They don't know how much it hurts when I hear them talking shit about me downstairs to someone I don't even know.
Maybe I just need to get out of here for a night or something. I'll check around and see If i can stay anywhere.
Hopefully this gets better, i really care about them. But its hard when all they ever do is criticize me.
Am I in the wrong?
I'm constantly getting bitched at about how i'm a "smartass" and how I dont care about anybody but myself. by my fucking own parents.
My parents were yelling at me about getting bad grades and how I'll never get anywhere in life and asking what i was thinking on doing and i told them i didn't know and they said that i act way too old and that i don't know anything about how I'm supposed to be and that i have the spirit of the devil in me, and they said if i don't straighten up I'm going to boot camp. then they started bitching on how i never told them how i felt and so i did, and then they started yelling at me for being a "smart ass" and telling me to get out of the house, thinking that i wouldn't because they don't think I'm strong enough or know anyone.
They're always bitching at me about how I never tell them how i feel about anything, and they told me that I should tell them and so I did, and they started bitching at me even more and I told them that they told me and they're like "WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE A SMART ASS ABOUT IT." and i told them that i wasn't and they started yelling at me for "talking back."
I'm sick of this shit. They think they know who I am and they expect me to be just like everyone else in this fucking world. They just don't understand that I'm tired of it, I'm sitting here shaking, crying my eyes out, and they saw me. They just keep telling me to keep on talking and that I should tell them how I feel, but how can I when whenever I tell them, they yell at me? They put on this perfect little family act whenever my friends are over or they're meeting someone for the first time, and my closest friends know that its bullshit. I'm tired of this.
I may or may not be leaving the house tonight, what the hell are they going to do, call the cops on me? But at the same time I need to get out of here. They're always telling me how they love me so much and how I'm number one in their life, but they never ask how my day is going or talk to me other than anything about school work and bills. How the fuck is that loving me?
But I'm not taking them for granted, so don't jump to that conclusion. I know they're working hard for me to have an alright life, but money can't buy happiness. They don't know how much it hurts when I hear them talking shit about me downstairs to someone I don't even know.
Maybe I just need to get out of here for a night or something. I'll check around and see If i can stay anywhere.
Hopefully this gets better, i really care about them. But its hard when all they ever do is criticize me.
Am I in the wrong?
