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i wish i had an actually good relationship with my parents,,,
sure, i talk to them, but not about anything serious. i bury all my feelings and keep em hidden away from them. i dont trust them enough. not after what happened last time.
they dont accept me, and that's a huge weight on my shoulders, knowledge i have to struggle with all the time. they called my feelings bullshit.
she fucking knew, and completely ignored it because she was too busy screaming at me for dating a girl. and then she got mad at me for being tired after bawling my fucking eyes out.
and then they both fucking wonder why im in my room all day.