I thought I'm human. I thought I'm a person with a brain, mind, and emotions (though numb) of its own. Apparently I'm wrong once again.

Instead I'm superman, a robot, a mechanical being. Without any wants and feelings of its own. That's what the people irl say and they would know, they live with me. So it's fine go ahead and talk about me and my needs while I'm sitting at the same table. Go ahead and discuss in front of my face who will tell me news. F**k I didn't know robots are deaf.
Once, I opened my mouth once to actually say something intelligent and someone slapped my mouth just because that's the way to shut up a robot. I barely ever talk to these people, I just don't see the point in it but when I do; sure feel free to freaking shut me up. Whatever it takes keep the superman quiet.

Not to mention that the "parents" still didn't start speaking to me. I lost count of how many days it's already been.

I will be doing something sooner rather then later. I'm at my breaking point.