Ugh I am so done with my mom's shit rn. She went somewhere with Dad and the first thing she says when she walks in- knowing I hurt my back- "Put up the dishes and then get your ass in your room and clean it. I don't want any excuses unless you're legitimately dying"
Like excuse me bitch? You know I've hurt my back and on top of that been sick for the past two damn weeks and you just what? Think I'm going to tolerate your damn shitty treatment of me when you never pull this shit with your son who DOESN'T have problems that predispose him to getting sick easily or hurting his back?! Seriously? You're gonna torture me and treat me horribly knowing I have poor overall health both physically and mentally yet you're going to let your son get away with shit that should be punishable like screeching like a banshee while gaming at 4 am when people are trying to sleep? Or how about the fact that he's not allowed to have food or drinks in his room but gets to do that anyway?! Or the fact he cusses me out almost every day? No? But me? Me I'm lazy, do nothing, useless. Hahaha I get it. You want me to have a mental breakdown. You want me to be broken. Want me to just end it don't you?