So ironic. Posting this on Mother’s Day.
So, I am going to describe my mother in a nutshell.
She first complains a thousand times a day. It doesn’t stop. She loves, LOVES to ruin my day with her complaining—how we, as her children, never do anything, are too lazy, and suck at studying.
She loves to yell at me. I think she pours out all of her shi* on me….
If her boss yelled at her, she yells at me.
If she had a bad day, she yells at me.
This goes on everyday.
For example, I wanted to buy a gift card for my mom today after I came home. I asked her, “We should go to the store so I can buy you a gift card.” She got mad. She said, “You should’ve bought it yourself. Can’t you at least make a frickin’ card?”
She doesn’t talk to me anymore.
She loves to slam things.
Whenever she gets pissed off, when she’s in the kitchen, she slams everything. The dishwasher, plates, cabinets, etc. She loves slamming things to make her feel better.
She thinks I’m useless/doesn’t do anything.
She tells me I suck at studying. Honestly, I’m trying so, so, hard. I’m trying my best. I’m in advanced classes and it’s really hard for me, but I really am trying my best. She doesn’t realize that, and proceeds to yell at me.
I cry in my room everyday because I want a better relationship with her. In truth, I wish I had a family—a real mom & dad. But unfortunately, my life sucks and I don’t have that.
I go through major depression & stress talking, looking, or thinking about my mom. Sometimes, I cry to sleep.
I honestly don’t know how to fix this.
I feel like running away…