bitching: the book

so uh

haha sad boi hours in which i hold back my tears because everyone's awake.

dont you just love when your parents tell you that you shouldnt be sad because you were 'totally fine an hour ago' even though a lot can happen in an hour and you totslly weren't fjne an hour ago, they just dont know how the hell to care enough to notice

my mom said i was fine when i did the dishes and she was 'proud of me for doing the dishes'

i halfassed the damn dishes and only did it because i was already close to crying and knew she would yell at me if i didnt.

the funny thing is shes proud of me for doing something i do every day but when i do something IM really proud of, such as making an original joke or painting something really cool that doesnt look like shit she 'doesnt wanna see it' and isnt impressed and doesnt think my joke is funny. lots of the time, she says 'that wasnt a good joke' but it took me a long time to think of that joke but she doesnt care because why the hell would she care it isnt like shes my fucking mother or anything

and now im trying really hard not to cry because the last time i cried she slapped me and called me a bitch so i think that kinda traumatized me or something because crying in front of her is NOT an option

also haha my sister and her boyfriend just go lt here so i seriously cant cry

lol notice how its oretty much all my mother

good times, man