Literally just me ranting about life

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God.
Why do people have to make noise. Like.... My THREE DOGS were chilling. All of them taking a nap. Relaxing. Then someone made house outside then they all started barking like agh. It's so annoyed
It's so hard to get them to stay quiet anymore. Like no matter what. When you let then outside, play with them, let them vibe. They always bark
Did I mention I hate dogs?
Currently I'm going through a phase where I hate everyone and everything. Dogs. Kids. People. Family.
Well.... The hating dogs part is the only thing n e w
I prefer cats.
They are just easier to work with. But mom said nOoOoO we hAvE to get another dog. Like when we first moved into this house we had an old dog. Then we had to get another dog. A few summers later my mom got salty that the new dog was attached to me so she got yet another dog. Then when the dog we already had died my mom got a new dog because my brother is a priority right?
Not to mention that dog is annoying as fuck. I guess the dog is like it's owner.
I just wanna go back to school
I wanna see my friends again. I miss them. I miss having something to do with my life. Not being stuck at home all day.
Okay but here's my thing
I don't have a problem with being at home all day. Like being quarantined and stuff. It's just my mother is making it s u c k. Cause like.... She's making us spend time as a "family" And forcing things that I don't want to do onto me. I get cleaning the house a bit. Like trust me I do. Be playing games every night. Going on walks when we are only supposed to leave the house for things we need. FORCING ME to sit down stairs with her when I am perfectly fine reading in my room. That's what gets me mad. Like leave me the FUCK alone. I am dealing with the dogs and reading so it's f i n e. I am fine. This isn't a problem. But apparently to get it is. I hate it. It's so fucking annoying. Also I have a shorter temper lately cause depression and not being able to leave the house. Those things don't work together. But my mom sees that as a chance to yell at me. When she fucking knows how severe my depression and anxiety is. I just hate this whole situation but I understand why it's going on. Ugh. Sorry for ranting.