Notes

Funny how life works. You really can't trust anyone. Anytime something is bothering her, she wants to point the finger at me, blame me, discredit me. Like what do I do in this house then if you just complain about me "doing nothing". Arguments over things so petty, but it's okay because it's me...right? I didn't put the trash bag in the trash can, and all of a sudden i'm irresponsible. Okay. My dad will forever have a perception of me as someone who's "not easy to deal with", but that's fair right? No one believes in change when it comes to me. Call it victimizing all you want, only I know and understand the feelings I go through. I'm broke and can't even pay for my damn homecoming ticket. But I refuse to ask my parents because I feel they'll throw it in my face whenever the next argument comes around. How nice is that? you have parents but have to take care of yourself in the end. Say I don't do things for anyone without complaining. Okay Okay Okay....I don't feel comfortable asking for anything anymore because eventually in an argument it gets thrown in my face as me being irresponsible. Now I just feel like i'm nagging anytime I ask for anything. Who knew people you loved could be so cold. The more sad part about it is that they either don't know or care to even understand. Everyday I slowly feel myself drifting from this family.