Dear Diary...
My younger stepsis ended up ratting me & my dad out.
I did some of the dishes, more specifically the plates, utensils, & bowls, & did a good job at it. He was trying to teach my lil halfsis how to clean the cups, but then she got all bitchy about it. So, she decided to tell her fucking mom about it.
Dude, wtf? It's been months since I last tried cleaning the dishes. Last time I did them, my stepmom started an argument with my dad over how I missed a few spots on some of them. The time before last time resulted in me almost having a mental breakdown & not trying to wash dishes again for a yr.
How am I supposed to learn how to wash the dishes properly if
1: I'll only be berated for making a few mistakes or not washing them they way she "likes" it.
2: The 2 of them won't let me wash the dishes.
I just wanted to learn how to wash the fucking dishes. Apparently I'm not allowed to do that cuz she doesn't fucking like it. Oh, so I'm horrible at washing the dishes while my younger stepsis is sooooo much better it it than I am? Fuck them...
From, K
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Dear Diary
Genel KurguDaily rants & vents from the perspective of a queer Gen Z teen who was cursed by being born in the 21st century [[Authors note: Tries to upload once every few days]]
