Parents. *mentally groans but not in the innpropriete way*

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I haven't updated in a long time because my parents took my iPod.

And really, really, wanted to just let it all out, and tell them why I needed it, but I couldn't because my parents don't know about-
My depression.
The fact that I cuss.
My sexuality.
My gender(they think I'm offended by people at school calling me a boy/gay/trans).
How strongly I feel about things.
That I read lemons/watch hentai when I'm bored.
Or even why I cut my hair.

And I know the key to any good relationship/friendship/any others is to tell people.

And I don't feel like I can tell them.

But I can tell Wattpad.

Because the people here are awesome and my parents aren't.

Their those kinds of people who think it's ok to hit their children every once and a while.

And then they go,"The reason for our bad relationship is because you don't try," and I'm like,"Are you sure?"

I don't know.

I just, someday I want to kids, but I don't want to be the parent figure to them,

I want to be their friends.

Who understands them, not yells at them, or threatens to hurt them other than jokingly.

But I don't know.

Actually, that's another thing.

The reason I don't tell them shit is because I don't know how they'll react.

I mean if I come out to them, they could do one of three things-

1•) Oh thank god you won't be screwing with anybody.

2•) Your fake/lying/full of shit.

3•) Ok, whatever, so long as it's your decision.

And none of those are great.

Anyways, bai.

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