Life Sucks
Life sucks...life has always sucked...life will always suck. My life is like a downward spiral I can't get out of. It is governed by yelling, screaming, and threats. So far I'm banned from watching television and going to parties plus I'm very close to being pulled off dance team, going to therapy for my social anxiety, attitude, and depression, and not being allowed to have a sweet sixteen. Yeah, a real happy holiday season. Atypical conversation in my house:
"What is your problem?"
"I don't know but it's probably you"
"You can't talk to me that way"
"What are you going to do about it? You already cancelled most of the plans in my life!"
"Well it's because your ruining our lives!"
"Well then you shouldn't have had children"
Then I go to my room, slam my doors, and get ready to get yelled at which typically is you have an attitude problem, your grades are dropping, you need therapy. It like a fucking nightmare that never ends. Suicidal wouldn't even begin to express how I've felt before.
Did I mention that on Saturday I went to the play David and Lisa (don't touch me, are you trying to kill me!). After it was over, my parents phone wouldn't pick up so I was stranded at Taft at 9:00. Plus my phone was broken. So Noelle took pity on me (thanks sooo much) and we were on our way to CPK when Baha called and said we could come over even though her mom had said no before. So we went to her house and we watched Sleepover. At 11:00 or so my parents called Baha's house and they couldn't reach me because they had finally realized that maybe, just maybe I was out of the play by then. When Noelle left me and Baha played Boggle until my parents picked my up around midnight. O yeah, I am soo loved.
Will it never end?
"What is your problem?"
"I don't know but it's probably you"
"You can't talk to me that way"
"What are you going to do about it? You already cancelled most of the plans in my life!"
"Well it's because your ruining our lives!"
"Well then you shouldn't have had children"
Then I go to my room, slam my doors, and get ready to get yelled at which typically is you have an attitude problem, your grades are dropping, you need therapy. It like a fucking nightmare that never ends. Suicidal wouldn't even begin to express how I've felt before.
Did I mention that on Saturday I went to the play David and Lisa (don't touch me, are you trying to kill me!). After it was over, my parents phone wouldn't pick up so I was stranded at Taft at 9:00. Plus my phone was broken. So Noelle took pity on me (thanks sooo much) and we were on our way to CPK when Baha called and said we could come over even though her mom had said no before. So we went to her house and we watched Sleepover. At 11:00 or so my parents called Baha's house and they couldn't reach me because they had finally realized that maybe, just maybe I was out of the play by then. When Noelle left me and Baha played Boggle until my parents picked my up around midnight. O yeah, I am soo loved.
Will it never end?