ugh. i have terrible skin and some days are better, some are worse. currently its not so great and usually i have quite a lot of makeup to cover it but as im sitting home the whole day, i didnt want to put anything on my face to just let it breathe. and my grandma came to me (she lives at the same house, downstairs) and of fucking course she started picking on it again.
i got so angry and told her politely to stop commenting on it, bc she always does that and its embarassing for me and could she just stop. she said that ofc, she wont say anything anymore.. and then kept talking about it.
jesus fuck, can i have a break in this house, please.
she left a moment later and i just sat on the floor and started crying and oh god, i wanna cry so much but then my father came back home so i had to pull myself together bc im not fucking talking to that bastard about anything and if he saw me crying he’d keep asking and fucking pretending he cares and just fuck you ok.
so now im desperatley trying not to cry and waiting for the evening when everybody is asleep and i can just let it go for a moment.
and also im kinda getting bad again, i guess thats why i wanna cry so much. i thought it’ll b okay for at least a bit longer but apparently i was wrong.
im scared.