So, i start cutting my steak at dinner. the piece was too big so i was cutting it in half, and my brother made a stupid comment. I told him “don’t tell me anything” and i was giving a dirty look, so my dad sent me to dining room to eat by myself because he “didn’t want to see my face” how can my own dad say something like that. I feel like just because i have the problems in the family they like to bag and pick on me all the time. I remember back in the day when we were a happy family. Now things have changed, The day i move out.. i’m not coming back. I think i need a healthier happier life. Being home is only stressing me out. I’m such an unhappy person, i need to change that.
SAVE ME… God are you listening? hope so.
