May 8, 2016
My mom is being a fucking bitch. She yelling at me for no apparent reason. I've been waiting all day for her since it is Mother's Day. And she just fucking yells at me. She calls me a stupid waste of space, she tells me she wants to kill me, and then she flips this conversation to make her seem like the victim. She says she wants to kill her self and that she can't deal with this anymore. Then she says that I don't give a shit about anyone else besides myself. You do not know how tempted I am right now, to go to my medicine cabinet and just take a huge amount of sleeping pills and pain killers. We argue. I'm ripping a lot of paper right now. She threatens me and taunts me saying that my dad can't protect me now. Now that she's up stair I can probably put my shoes on and run away. I had enough. Fuck this. Good bye world.
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