My family is a bunch of disappointment. I understand you work hard! I understand that you guys get tired. But how can you blow your family off for TV? I mean, geeze... You got me all excited with thoughts of getting out of here (even if it was just for a while!) And then you fall asleep on the couch only waking up for House? And then, when I mention it to the other parental, He doesn't get it. My sister is wrapped up in her depression... My brother in his childhood. I'm used to disappointment. Why does it hurt so bad this time? Why am I crying over this? Why did I get my hopes up?
They want to know why I don't ask before I go anywhere! Because all my childhood I heard, "No!" If I don't ask, I don't have to hear it. Why don't I plan ahead? I am so used to hearing "no," it's just easier to get in trouble for it later.
I hate you all, don't you see? I hate you all for making me scared to ask. I hate you for not teaching me to be strong. I'm terrified of the world. I hate meeting new people. They're scary. I hate trusting people. I've been raped and almost kidnapped. I hate you for not teaching me that there are bad people in the world. By trying to protect me, you hurt me.
I'm so helpless God damn you. I hate you.
No, I don't. I love you, you're my family. I'm just mad... So terribly mad... I love you, just stay the ******** away.
Bob Master of ALL Spoons · Wed Jun 21, 2006 @ 02:22am · 1 Comments |