dear drunk mom, i've had it with you guilting me and making me feel like a **** daughter because i will not watch a tv show with you. you say you're tired, but so am i. it isn't enough, apparently, that i have had a headache for the past three days and have been made to listen to yours and dad's music for hours on end on top of that. i've had a long day, i just want to have a small binge on pizza since that is the only thing i have to make me feel better apart from cutting, and i don't want to break 3 months clean.

i'm sure you've noticed me being distant and short these past few days. that is because i do not feel well. i'm depressed. the last thing i need is you trailing behind me like a sad-eyed puppy dog and sulking because i don't feel like spending every waking moment of my life with you. i already feel ****** enough. you are manipulative and clingy. i get that you're depressed as well. i get that i'm the only person you have. i know you're lonely, but you can change that without dragging me down. i think it would help you to get out of the house and get some friends your own age. that is what i plan to do this coming spring, so don't be disappointed that i'm not going to stay in the house with you all day every day for another year. i want to have a life outside of my house.

that being said, i love you dearly. but you really bring me down.

love,
your disgruntled daughter


(sorry for hogging the thread, i'll stop now.)