My Mother.
She is always drunk.
Always yelling.
Always making me feel like I'm worthless.
She forced me into therapy once, and after two sessions, she decided I was faking all the cuts and all the sadness for attention.
She never once acted like she honestly cared what happened to me.
What she should have done was NOT listen to me, and she should have done everything in her power to make sure I was okay. And because she didn't, I almost killed myself. And sometimes I relapse into then, and I almost try again. Sometimes I just can't take her.