Apparently I made my mom stop her college classes because the stress of my math is too much for her to deal with at once. I'm not good at anything than being a burden and trouble a source where money is misused.
I shouldn't be doing my college in the last year of high school. Yes I might be ahead but, that's nothing! I can't do this anymore. I want to focus on my school here and now.
I will get through this flipping ride and through all the shizz that's thrown my way and go die. (Not literally)
I just hate struggling. I hate status quo/ or so im told/
Well I also hate hearing my parents say that I don't listen and I'm disrespectful. That I complain too much, that I happen to come in at the wrong time in a coversation. The simple things like that and being told, hey you need to do this and I'm going to tell you all your wrongs. These can hurt a person who is trying. I'm trying, my parents might not see that. That I'm wasn't planned for when my mom got pregnant. My siblings were all planned and I just happened to come along and ruin anything.
NO WONDER I used to cut.
It's a wonder I'm not dead yet.
