y/n has two younger siblings in this that are twins
y/n age: 13 caleb age: 5 aria age: 5
tw:// mentions of self harm and ed
i've been feeling awful lately. not sick awful just mentally awful. my parents dont even care about me anymore. i'm just pushed off to the side. it's been like this ever since caleb and aria were born. it's like i don't even exist anymore.
the only ways i can cope with this is not eating and self harming. it's summer and im wearing sweatshirts and long sleeves and i've lost a bunch of weight but my parents haven't even noticed. i don't eat because i think that my parents will notice me if im skinnier but they don't. then i go to self harming because im not good enough for them and just a burden. it's been a cycle i've been going through for about the last year. i started self harming when i was twelve. i've only just started not eating for the past two weeks. i've lost almost 10 pounds. since i've lost weight my period is irregular. but it's not like mom even cared when i got it for the first time.
my alarm clocked blared signaling that i had to get up for school. great. i have to go to summer school because i didn't do that well last year because of my depression and mental health last year. the only i way i can go to 8th grade is to do summer school. i put on some baggy clothes because of how self conscious i have become. i put some jewelry on and completed my outfit
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i headed downstairs and mom was in her music room while im guessing dad was still sleeping because he wasn't downstairs. the twins were in the couch watching tv. it's 6:30 in the morning why are they up?
i filled up my water bottle and put it in my backpack then went back upstairs but mom stopped me when i walked past the music room.
"y/n come in here" she sounded annoyed.
"yeah mom?" i asked.
"it's 'yes'. i'm not one of your friends" she said.
"oh i'm sorry" i muttered as i looked down.
"anyway when you get back i need you to clean the kitchen, the living room, and the twins playroom" she said.
"what?" i said.
"you heard me.." she said.
"but mom. i have homework plus why can't the twins clean?" i asked frustrated.
"don't raise your voice at me young lady. plus they're five years old y/n." she said sternly.
"what about you or dad!?" i asked.
"we have to take care of the twins. it's the least you could do y/n" she said. i sighed.
"plus change your clothes. it's going to be 86 degrees today. why are you dressing like it's winter?" she said.
