Saturday/10/February/2018
62 days clean
Yesterday evening when I was going upstairs, I sat on my bed for minutes and teared up.
Why? Because of my parents.
Every time I actually feel really nice (because I'm texting my friends), my parents (especially my mom) interrupts me with an angry face and tells me to go to bed.
This time I had to find my cat, Lily, so I looked for her but couldn't find her.
Then I went to my mom because apperantly she was there.
So I was just standing there, and then she got angry
"I SAID THAT YOU HAVE TO GO TO BED, I DON'T WANT THIS"
I feel so in charge because I'm the youngest at home.
But like, I tried to help her, and then she gets angry for me not being upstairs.
Then my dad got too involved with it and said "do you want us to take your phone away for the whole weekend??" (They think I'm addicted to my phone, while I'm not).
And in the afternoon that day, the house-phone rang.
My mom was half sleeping and was mumbling something.
My dad just said "[my name]" in a stern voice, like, oh yeah I have to get up and get the phone for you? He just sat on his lazy bum.
My parents asked who it was (the number), I didn't know the number and said "I don't know"
And then they just said like "you don't know?? Tsss"
Like I'm supposed to know every fricking number.
Anyways..
Sorry for my rant,
10:30 and today already started awful
I made someone special to me sad
I didn't eat yet and I'm not going to ;3;
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