It's a little over 2 AM, but I just feel like I'm suffocating from a dark cloud (as usual) from recent events.
Wednesday, I got into a huge fight (as usual again, I mean, this is a lifestyle...) with my family because I either forgot to inform them or didn't bother caring to tell them earlier that I was going to move into my apartment with my friend. I have a small feeling that it's because I'm just not that close to them as most kids would be with their parents. Sucks that I've delayed moving in with her for two days because, deep inside, I desperately want to get out of my house ASAP. As much as I "love" my parents, I just needed to get away from the fights, mental, & emotional abuse that I've grown up with for basically my entire life.
And to top it all off, my brother and I got into a heated argument last night just because I plainly pointed out that he tends to peek into my private stuff and make fun of me for it, and he got so furious that he exploded, telling everyone (my parents were in the car) all about my rants that were very, very crucial between us, calling me "pathetic" and a "loser who can't turn her life around". Like... I'm trying by moving out of this hellhole, first of all... He's young, he doesn't understand completely what depression is, but it just... hurts...
All this garbage in my life makes me not want to live anywhere past 30 years old, like... I'm trying, but these people aren't making my life easier. I swear, if I ended up dead, my parents would be crying, wondering how they could have ChAnGeD or be like, "OMG, like, if only we done blah blah differently..."
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