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hehehe Sounds like me.
My mom is done. Finished. I'm through with her. She's such a bitch. Can't she just be happy for me for once in her goddamn life instead of saying shit like, "Why are you smiling? There's got to be something wrong. Why the hell are you smiling?" Or telling me to grow up. WOW. How can I grow up in a house where my only responsibilities are to do the dishes, make sure there's cold tonics since Ryan's not here to do that, and OCCASIONALLY start dinner. Yet, I'm not trusted to spend the night at the house alone. I hafta arrange a stay at Gerry's. I'm gonna have the responsibility of a ten year old in her eyes by the time I graduate *IF I graduate* CSC. She can't be talked to, either. I've tried before. My "responsibilities" won't increase because she can't trust me. And if I don't like my life, I can live with Gerry, and she's always provided me with everything, yadda yadda yadda. But what good is everything gonna do me if I have no self esteem, or sense of responsibility, or feel like I'm untrustworthy? I quit.