Posted by Anonymous on 2015/09/23 under Uncategorized I found this site today. So I just wanna shout out everything and might not comeback to this site again. I’m the only daughter and the youngest in the family oh wait no I’m not – I’ve two younger half-sisters that I never met. My parents separated when my mom was still pregnant. My grandparents on my mom’s side took care of me since I was still a baby until now. My mom is busy with her work and prefer to spend time with her friends than me. My dad, I rarely met him and I think this year I only met him once for a few minutes. He already has his own family. I also have a older brother who doesn’t talk to me since he entered middle school till now. I always achieve good grades in my examination and it doesn’t mean anything to me. I only have a few friends at school and only one of them knows me really well. What’s my problem? I’m depressed. All that I want is a little bit of love from my family. My mom, she had a foreign boyfriend before. During weekend, she never want to spend her time with me. Now, her boyfriend is no longer here, she tries a new one. She never ask me what I feel. Whether is it okay or not. It’s not that I don’t like it but I hate it when she won’t try her best like other moms did to their children. She never listen to my problems. Never ever and if she ever ask me how’s day, she won’t listen to it until the end. She will do something else and ignore it. I fed up with her. But no matter what, she’s still my mother so I will never hate her. I hate my brother. He pretends to be good boy in front of my family but he always ordering me to do this and that. Always used me so he can get money from our dad. He never treats me well. I will forgive him if he stop being an annoying person. Dad, I wish he knows that my brother and I are his children not ex-children if this term ever exist. He doesn’t even remember my birthday. I can’t hate him. Cos he’s still my father. I just want to have a better life. This is a mental abuse to me. They always ask me to make our family proud with my academic achievements but they never try to understand how stress I am to do that for them. If only they ask me, “Do you need help? Can I help you? Are you okay?” instead of forcing me and give me a lot of pressure without thinking my current mental condition. I’m depressed, I’m stressed but there’s nothing I can do about it.
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one of you’re parents f***ed up and it was probably you’re mom
yeah id punch you’re mom in the face