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I think it's fucked up that you could bitch about whatever you want, and make your kids wanna run away, but you paint yourself as the victim.
I have listened to you rant about your job
I've done what you've told me to do
I became a SECOND MOTHER to MY SISTER that YOU can't watch
You bitch about the fact that you don't get any help even though your kids never wanted this.
Everything is ALWAYS about you, and if we ask for something you yell at us.
and yet, when I'm in my room, my safe space, I'M the bad guy. This is the fucking reason you are never going to hear from me when I move out. I don't give two fucks about you, and I don't care if we're related.