Parents are fucking assholes
So yeah, I got into an argument with my "mother" Because she apparently had "asked" me to do the dishes but she actually told me to do them. Then we started fighting and I locked myself in the bathroom, crying of course, because I called my grandpa to talk to him, only to find out he was in the hospital. And on top of that she tried to keep my, yes MY movies that she may have bought but that she got for me so we fought about that then she tried to take my phone that she didn't get me but thinks she can still take all because she's my mother. She I took it from her and kicked her away and load and behold her fucking boyfriend decided to come in and put his two-sense in when he's not even in this but he thinks that he should say shit all because this is his place. So yeah, perfect day to run out of my anti-depressants while I'm with my mom because I was screaming at her and telling her she's not my mom and that I hate her. Then she tries to joke about shit when I'm not in a joking mood. Yeah mom because I care about that shit right now after you've ruined my life. I don't wanna take pills because I don't wanna end up like her. So I'm going home tomorrow and imma get yelled at by my grandma or held in her arms to cry. So yay! Perfect week!
