so I was sitting up in my room listening to music and my parents came home from the store and they always get upset whenever I dont shut the fridge door correctly and I heard my mom say to my dad "shes never gonna fucking learn" and at that moment i went back into my room and started crying like why the FUCK do parents get upset over little things?! I hate it I hate it I was having a good day until my mom decied to be a bitch.
And a few days ago it was very very cloudy outside and that day we were out and about and when it's REALLY cloudy and it looks like it's gonna rain but not really. And I was freaking out I was panicking and my mom kept yelling at me saying I have a problem and that I have no trauma towards a storm or something like that so I shouldn't be acting like that. And she thinks I can "control" my anxiety and I tried explaining to her that's it's something you can't control even fucking therapists these days think that about any mental health issue or condition! Like it's something we can't control it's a part of us and it will always be. So I don't understand how in the world those DUMBASSES think
We can "control" our mental health and yes kill me for liking sunny skies and liking when there's not a fucking cloud in the damn sky!. And she was yelling I started SOBBING and she got upset and told me to stop crying and then she said "don't even start with saying that I'm the worst or that you hate me" and I wanted to yell "did those words come out of my mouth?! No they did not! And I haven't said things like that in a long time so PLEASE stop being a bitch to me!"
