Chapter 15: I Hate My Life

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I really fucking hate my life.  My mom thinks she gives me a good life but all she does is fucking ruin it. Not only do I have relationship and friendship problems but mom has to put more shit on top of it. It's always "Nicole do this" "Nicole do that" and I do everything I'm fucking told to do and when u say no I don't feel like it all that gets said to me is " Nicole your a lazy bitch every time I ask you to do something you don't do it" of its "No you have to that's reason I had kids"

I was always the embarrassment of the family no one liked me and they still don't. I'm always too annoying or too loud. To be honest I don't remember the last time my mom said " I love you" to me I was probably about 10. Once she found out I smoked she automatically thought that I shot up heroine and took pills and was going around having sex. I told her that I only smoked weed a couple of times ports I smoked a lot and I was still a virgin. She went off she tried to send me away to grandfather in Michigan when we live all the way in fucking south Philly.  She started to call me all these names like s junky whore. She then said that she hated me and will never like me again and that I was dead to her.

She won't let me do anything I'm 14 and I'm only aloud four blocks away from my house can't take he sub by myself to get to school (even though I do it anyway) she's always on my dick asking where am I going and and who I am going with and if it's guy she always ask if that's my boyfriend and I explain to her that I'm single but she doesn't fucking care. I ask to sleep over my friends house and she's always like why do u have to sleep over why can't you just go over there house again tomorrow. My doesn't understand shut and she claims she does.

Today I asked my mom if I could sleep over my friends house and she said no because we still need treat your hair for lice even though I don't fucking have lice this fucking bitch is crazy. I then flipped out on her and told her to drop dead cause I really fucking hate her I then told her I was just going to kill myself because I'm fucking trapped here and I don't want to be here she then simply just said go ahead so I ran up the steps went into the bathroom locked the door grabbed a razor blade and started slicing my skin cause she clearly didn't fucking care. My family calls this place Home ha ha I call it Hell.

N/A Hey guys thanks for reading my next chapter and yes once again this is based off my actual life some things might have happened and other may have not of. But keep reading.  Love you guys. BYEEEEEE!!!!!!

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