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Originally Posted by StressedMess
I'm a tyrant and an embarrassment to my kid. She is turning my house into a flophouse for wayward teens. I'm not allowed to be vocal about my anger, it embarrasses her. Ugh.
They overheard my rant, offered to leave, my kid lost her mind on me and stormed out yelling. Grrr.
I'm ready to move and let them all live here until the house falls down. Damn brats.
Thanks for listening couch!
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Sorry, hun, but I know how teens are. I'm 18 and I hate kids my age. If I hate them, I'm sure it's ten times worse for you. We ARE brats! [emoji4]
I personally think you should be able to voice your anger or thought. And maybe annoyed is a better word.
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