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I hate being home. I do not get along with my mom. She is so immature and my whole family agrees on that. She acts like a 15 year old. She bugs the shit out of me and looks for reasons to yell at me and piss me off. What kind of mother calls their daughter fat? FAT?! All i could do was lock myself in my room and cry. So I like to enjoy a milkshake every once in a while, what gives her the right to say I have the potential to become as big as a house someday??? Its reasons like this when i WANT TO EAT EVERYTHING IN SIGHT AND THEN THROW IT THE FUCK UP. I hate it here. Tomorrow I'm getting the hell out. Hopefully I wont have to see her until Christmas. I know this all sounds awful but she is the reason I'm not happy. Don't I deserve to be happy?