I'm feeling alone. I hate the weekends. Along with that I have to write a paper for class reflecting on my family's values. I just want to write two sentences:

My family's values suck. We were told not to talk to anyone ever, and hence I am continuing those values for this paper and not writing any more.

The end. (Too bad it has to be two to four pages.)

I hate all the pain that this paper is bringing up. I'm sure the teacher isn't aware of the distress it is causing, but it isn't exactly something that I can go and talk to her about (complicated situation.) I'm trying to be very vague in the paper and not go into details, but it still makes me think about all the bad stuff. I hate this. I move thousands of miles away from my family for a reason. It was not to write about them in papers for class.