Today, the fourteenth of May, in 2014 will always be remembered as the worst day of my life
I had a procedure, which required me to wear a hospital gown, without my signature hoodie
After the anesthesia wore off, I woke up, my mum standing over me. She looked pissed as fuck
She then proceeded to grab my arm, and observe my cuts... She then called my daddy into the room, and told me to show him my arms
The nurse almost kept me there, and I kind of wish she did. When we got home, my douche canoe parents decided that it would be best to make me stay in the living room all day, if I wanted to go on MY laptop
Worse, then they said- "It's not a punishment"
If so, why the hell does it feel like it?
And then, they told me they're gonna have to take me to some hospital and give me antidepressants.
Right now, I fucking hate my fucking parents.
