Just go ahead and do people a favour: wipe my existence off the fucking earth. I'm nothing but a pathetic failure anyways who gets treated like they committed some sort of vile crime whenever they make a fucking (small, barely affects anything) mistake.
My parents obviously don't give a shit about my health, and my mom only frets about the finances.
And then there's some teachers...just...gah. I check the time on my phone out of habit; a large amount of the building's clocks are WAY OFF the actual time and knowing how much time I DO have helps me pace myself so that I don't fucking flip the fuck out whenever we have an assignment that's due by the end of class or something... Aaaaaaaand they make a big deal about it, act as if I committed some kind of taboo crime like my parents do; they're staring down at me; things escalate and eventually something in me just goes splat- then I have a panic attack. The very kind I do my hardest to prevent, the kind I routinely check things for, and the kind I've had multiple fucking times already. It's the beginning of the year and I have 0 fucking % of support at home. Give me a few more weeks, cut me some fucking slack, and I'll be "normal". Fucking...fucking shit.
Oh, and I forget to do one/two fucking assignments that I can easily make up in no time at all and you give me a fucking lecture about responsibility? Not my damn fault that you changed your flippin' mind about the assignment's due date at the last minute, or that technology refused to cooperate and I'm unwillingly to go through more physical pain than I need to.
Just.
I just
Gods fuxking dammit
YOU ARE READING
What is this, Book Five?
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