I fucking hate it here. My granny is so pushy and she hates me not being around her, but whenever I am she acts like it's been years since we've seen each other when I just hugged her when I got off the bus. Today she took it way too far. She told me that I spent too much time at the house (please keep in mind that this is my friend's mom's house and she doesn't do absolute dog shit to contribute to the rent or any bills, but acts like she owns the place) and, AGAINST MY WILL, tried forcing me to go to my nanny's, who is extremely strict and won't let me on my phone at all unless its nighttime. The weekends are the only time I get a small break between school, constant stress and being pressed to do everything I need to do in the span of 3 hours. I use the weekends as time to host roleplays and do things that make me happier than I normally am, but today my granny decided to fuck all this up. She was yelling ay me about how she wants "alone time" even though any other time she'd drag me around anywhere she went. She called my nanny and everything, and she made sure that she was on her way when she told me to pack. Of course I refused, saying I didn't wanna leave and shit she didn't give two fucks about. She then tried taking my phone when I didn't want to leave, and said she'd let me have it if I went. I still refused to leave, because I didn't want to in the first place, and she must've known she couldn't change my mind herself. She called my nanny and forced me to talk to her, and I got yelled at about how I "don't care about my family even though we do so much for you." My granny used all the money my dad, who is my ONLY LEGAL GUARDIAN, gave her on shit she wanted like drugs, cigarettes and personal stuff, and barely let me do anything. But she has the FUCKING AUDACITY to force me to go somewhere I don't want to and do something I had no say in, AND guilt trip me into believing she was the good one and that I was just denying my family, and that I was the selfish, ugly one. I started crying while on the phone with my nanny, but not because I was sad. I was terrified, but I also felt like I was being betrayed. I'd loved my granny for at least 6 years, I always thought she was an amazing role model, since she was the only woman in my life after my mom moved out. After I moved in with my friend, I understood that she was manipulating and, at least I think, toxic. Every day I spend here the more willing I am to go live with my dad in a motel, because that would be better than staying here in this house, thinking I was the selfish and rude one. I am about to call me dad, I can't wait until summer so I can leave this hellhole and, hopefully, go back to making all those amazing memories with someone who actually loves me and respects my choices, opinions and won't treat me like some kind of animal you can manipulate into a loyal, blind person. Sorry to anyone who read this, I probably shouldn't throw all my feelings and burdens onto other people, but my family always told me to talk to people I trust, and you're the only people I can contact who would understand this and not turn all of it around to make me look bad.
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