So every once in a while I write on this message board. It's quite therapeutic. So here goes:
My birthday is tomorrow. I will be 14. I am usually excited for it since it usually means presents, the end of school, and summer. But my family is always so inconsiderate. Today (the day before) my sister got into a fight with my mom and said some harsh things. My mom has had on and off depression for months. I love my mom so much and I'm too empathetic. If she's depressed, I'm depressed. I could never tell her my true feelings because then she would try to hide it from me and think she was a bad mother, which she's not. I fell asleep and because of the fight, we skipped dinner. I tried to make myself some pasta, but I burned it (yea i know, who burns pasta?) and myself. So now, I'm hungry, extremely sad, and physically hurting. Everything feels so bad right now. I know it's just one day, rather one night, that's gone terribly wrong but I just feel so sad and upset.
And don't even get me started on my dad, he's a whole other situation. My mom's a single parent, so she has more work and try, I really do, to help around the house.
I just feel so alone. I have no friends, my sister is a spoiled brat and I'll be spending my birthday in my room, crying. All I have is my cat.
This post is a rant post, so there isn't much point to it. As I stated before, it's kinda therapeutic for me to write my problems out and then release them.
So, thanks.
My birthday is tomorrow. I will be 14. I am usually excited for it since it usually means presents, the end of school, and summer. But my family is always so inconsiderate. Today (the day before) my sister got into a fight with my mom and said some harsh things. My mom has had on and off depression for months. I love my mom so much and I'm too empathetic. If she's depressed, I'm depressed. I could never tell her my true feelings because then she would try to hide it from me and think she was a bad mother, which she's not. I fell asleep and because of the fight, we skipped dinner. I tried to make myself some pasta, but I burned it (yea i know, who burns pasta?) and myself. So now, I'm hungry, extremely sad, and physically hurting. Everything feels so bad right now. I know it's just one day, rather one night, that's gone terribly wrong but I just feel so sad and upset.
And don't even get me started on my dad, he's a whole other situation. My mom's a single parent, so she has more work and try, I really do, to help around the house.
I just feel so alone. I have no friends, my sister is a spoiled brat and I'll be spending my birthday in my room, crying. All I have is my cat.
This post is a rant post, so there isn't much point to it. As I stated before, it's kinda therapeutic for me to write my problems out and then release them.
So, thanks.
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