God dammit...
There are only 3 people in this world that can verbally hurt me until the point that I cry.
James.
My mother
and...
My father.
My parents don't realize it, but they are really rude and mean sometimes. I could be joking around with my brother and the next second my mother is screaming at me to get me to stop playing around with him. I can't stand it. It hurts. If they could only understand the way I am instead of criticizing it and calling me names. They're constantly telling me that I am "exactly like my grandmother." I loathe my grandmother. She's a psychotic bitch and I can't stand being in her presence. Why would they even think that? So I walk away when they aggravate me and pick on me... That's to keep me from saying something disrespectful. So I cry... Only because what they do hurts me. "Act like an adult." How can I when they are acting like 2 year olds? "Fucking hypocrites." Well said, Michael.
James.
My mother
and...
My father.
My parents don't realize it, but they are really rude and mean sometimes. I could be joking around with my brother and the next second my mother is screaming at me to get me to stop playing around with him. I can't stand it. It hurts. If they could only understand the way I am instead of criticizing it and calling me names. They're constantly telling me that I am "exactly like my grandmother." I loathe my grandmother. She's a psychotic bitch and I can't stand being in her presence. Why would they even think that? So I walk away when they aggravate me and pick on me... That's to keep me from saying something disrespectful. So I cry... Only because what they do hurts me. "Act like an adult." How can I when they are acting like 2 year olds? "Fucking hypocrites." Well said, Michael.