Thank you for ruining my childhood
Dear woman I call mother,
I spent 24 yrs of my life trying to prove my worth, and yet I got shouted awake to return direct ethernet connection to your useless son's ps3?!! SERIOUSLY??? My significance is even lesser than a bloody modem???
When I was 12, you threw away my stickerbook and complete collection of sailormoon. My pocket money was only $2/day. You don't know how hard i saved. You caned me so hard when you found out I sneaked out to J8 with my friends. No, I hadn't heard of the existence of Orchard Road then.
When you scolded me at age 15 that I didn't know how to do housework, that I was useless, and I ended up gradually doing all my ironing and laundry. Until now, your son doesn't even know how to do either of that.
When you got hit by my father when I was 18, I stood in between the both of you to defend you while your useless son hid in his bed and cried like a baby.
When I was 20, I finally made it to uni, because you said it was mandatory since I started nursery. Not once, did you ask me how I was gonna afford sch fees. Of course, you assumed that my father could magically afford 4.5k every semester.
After the marriage failed, there was seldom home cooked meals. There is only food on the table whenever your precious son comes home from NS.
I don't know what I've done wrong. I made it to stnicks although you wanted me to go rgs. I struggled through my jc years because poly is for those who couldn't make it. I'm finally graduating in December.
and your son? Can't even make it to poly after ITE. Gets bullied even until now. Doesn't even know how to fix his PC although he studied IT. Doesn't know how to save my father's money.
No. I really don't get it. Because I'm born a girl? Because I'm gay?
My fcking head hurts.
I spent 24 yrs of my life trying to prove my worth, and yet I got shouted awake to return direct ethernet connection to your useless son's ps3?!! SERIOUSLY??? My significance is even lesser than a bloody modem???
When I was 12, you threw away my stickerbook and complete collection of sailormoon. My pocket money was only $2/day. You don't know how hard i saved. You caned me so hard when you found out I sneaked out to J8 with my friends. No, I hadn't heard of the existence of Orchard Road then.
When you scolded me at age 15 that I didn't know how to do housework, that I was useless, and I ended up gradually doing all my ironing and laundry. Until now, your son doesn't even know how to do either of that.
When you got hit by my father when I was 18, I stood in between the both of you to defend you while your useless son hid in his bed and cried like a baby.
When I was 20, I finally made it to uni, because you said it was mandatory since I started nursery. Not once, did you ask me how I was gonna afford sch fees. Of course, you assumed that my father could magically afford 4.5k every semester.
After the marriage failed, there was seldom home cooked meals. There is only food on the table whenever your precious son comes home from NS.
I don't know what I've done wrong. I made it to stnicks although you wanted me to go rgs. I struggled through my jc years because poly is for those who couldn't make it. I'm finally graduating in December.
and your son? Can't even make it to poly after ITE. Gets bullied even until now. Doesn't even know how to fix his PC although he studied IT. Doesn't know how to save my father's money.
No. I really don't get it. Because I'm born a girl? Because I'm gay?
My fcking head hurts.