I'm not trusted
So yea my mom hates me. I try to do what i'm suppose to I really do. Its just that I can't make her happy. I can make any of my friends smile, but not her... I guess thats why shes not a friend. Yea it would be nice to have someone to talk to, but I don't think anyone really cares. I mean I guess its normal to get yelled at. I do everyday. Sometimes its for things I do; sometimes its for things I don't do ; sometimes its for things that I had no part of. Even as I type this Journal entry Im getting yelled at. Yelled at about putting a bag in the garbage. Now shes yelling at me because I used the internet earlier... even though I was using it to do my homework. I don't know why I couldn't be a better son. I feel like everything good that I feel is being pulled out of me. I just wish she could be a happier person... God knows where I get it from.