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Despite it being the holidays, my school orchestra called me back for rehearsal. And i was called in earlier for leadership duties as well. So i was in school from 8am to 5pm working like a dog. I ate like, cup noodles for lunch? yeah. And during orchestra i twisted my ankle and i’m in so much pain i wanted to cry on the way home. And tomorrow we’re having an open house so i had to go collect stickers we had sent for printing. So i got home at 7.30. I left my house at 7.30 am and got home at 7.30pm. And i genuinely wanted to cry from the exhaustion and pain mixed together. And i find out dinner was something i openly disliked so i asked for something else because they gave my sister something else and my mum scolded me for being ungrateful. And i think it was everything mixed together and i went to bed and cried. And my mum got so mad that she hit my right foot with a fucking PLATE. and she told me to stop crying and told me “your left foots the one that got hurt, don’t confuse that with the right foot i hit”. WHO TELLS THAT TO THEIR KID TF