I can't take this shit anymore. I hate how every time I even get close to being mentally well my mom ruins it immediately. I hate how every time she talks to me I end up crying. I hate how I can't stop crying. I hate being called a whore. I hate being called slurs. I hate watching the rest of my extended family be happy because I got the short end of the stick when it came to having a mom. I hate how much I act like her. I hate how I can't shut up. I hate how I'm slowly ruining every relationship I've ever had. I hate feeling this way. I hate being so affected by other people's words. I hate how I can tell when people talk shit about me. I hate that people think I'm too stupid to notice. I hate how people assume about me. I hate how much my mother affected me. But I hate myself the most for not being strong enough to overcome any of this.