Not bad. I had an exam I had to write this week which wiped me out mentally but at least it's over now
"we don't operate as a family" "we aren't family" "everything has to be my way" "nothings ever my way" Bitch
Mom cares more about her youtube lawyers who are probably frauds then making sure that we have enough food to eat. they were ordering when I woke up and she started the shit fest. I assume the order for food and waters been canceled. We've been lacking in water and food for 2 fucking weeks at this point I think
according to her we don't operate as a family because everything isn't like how mom wants it exactly and it isn't like how mom grew up, the rich prissy bitch. Also because me and dad aren't the people she wants us to be, like for example Im queer trash instead of the perfect servant she told me she wishes I was
That is a tough question...When I am in the very darkest of places, my inclination is to try to meditate on the constructive aspects of life, even if I might not be currently experiencing them.
Oftentimes, this brings a sense of balance and hopefulness that eases intense emotional pain...My words might not mean much, but I do sincerely wish you a sense of peace deep within.
WELCOME BACK!!!
Welcome back!