No mood swings today, except this may morning, my brother kicked me because i attempted to playfully tap my foot on his, I said if he doesn't stop abusing me soon I'll call the police, after that he started actually treating me better, that's bad when you have to threaten your own brother, but I'm tired of a lot it, every single time I comment on a 'Walking Dead' photo he hits me occasionally leaving bruises, he's an annoying piece of ***** and I ****ing hate him, the only person who treats me like an actual human being is my father, I'm tired of this, its a living hell, I told my brother what the results of my depression test today and his answer was "you can't always trust the internet" that is true but he couldve at least ask if I was okay,he could've been there, but no, he wanted to be the piece of s**t that he is... Yeah, will never be happy, guess our so called 'god' is really helping everyone out *sarcastic applauding*