I just want to be comforted. I just want to be held and told that I'll be okay. That'll it'll be alright for me.
Why can't my parents just do that much, instead of berate me more or laugh about it. Instead of talking about how much worse it is for them if I'm the one not doing well in my grades and life. Instead of assuming its because of a heartbreak from a non-existent partner I've never mentioned before, and then laugh about it because they found that funny.
I just want their arms wrapped around me in a hug full of affection and comfort and love, instead of the almost daily hugs I get only because I came home from school, that are quick, short, and only a passing moment.
I just want their comfort, validation, and acceptance, because maybe then It'll actually feel like they love me. Because maybe then it'll reassure me that they love me. Instead of me feeling like something they're using to fulfill a life they had wanted, but I dont want.
I guess the only thing they can do right now is tell me to go to sleep.
Yeah,
I will.
