Family ignores my illness. Family ignores the events that give me ptsd. Fighting with mom/family on a whole new level with all the ignorance.

She directs bs at me when I try to speak my mind about things that are affecting my Health and Wellbeing. Will not care and in fact goes in the other direction.

We are so bad for each other. I’m on a 6 year waitlist for low income housing, so I have six more F&*$*** years of this and me hitting my head against the wall because I’m getting no where here or there because this is never being repaired.

I hate my life.
I hate them.
What’s left, when I have no one in my life.