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Post by riotgirlheather on Aug 10, 2011 7:19:09 GMT -8
I'm really, really sick of how my mother treats me at this point. I'm at the point where I don't care if she wants me to stay here because she's never been alone. If she treats me like shit, I don't want to be here. She's not the only one that is stressed and miserable. She needs to remember that.
My sister has gone to the idiotic hospital again. The doctors at this hospital are complete morons. She keeps getting discharged before they fix her. Which means she has to keep going back and leaving us with her children. Her three, loud, obnoxious, bratty children.
In the meantime, my mother is griping at me, yelling at me, letting the children run wild. All I'm doing is complaining about my fecking hives. I'm sick of having hives and being covered in them. They itch, they are completely unattractive, and they now no longer go away when I sleep. Let's add to all of this shit with the fact that my mom has some sort of mental disorder where she goes from doting mother to bitch from hell with the flip of a switch. One minute she's concerned about my hives, the next she's bitching at me for being miserable. She also treats me like Cinderella, but that's been since I was old enough to do chores.
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Post by riotgirlheather on Aug 22, 2011 3:48:03 GMT -8
I'm about to snap. I would rather be dead than deal with all of this anymore. At least then I would get to sleep. Instead, I'm stuck raising children that don't belong to me because, surprise, the hospital screwed up and my sister has to go back. Again. I don't care. I just don't care anymore. My hives had finally cleared up for a couple of days, then they came back yesterday when my sister was being a bitch to me. Now they're back and won't go away any time soon.
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