That Frustrating Feeling
I feel like screaming, like crying, almost like dying, I haven’t felt like this in so long, especially, fortunately, the dying part. I replay my mother’s words in my head over and over again, thy make me feel like sobbing, my throat gets dry, my nose tingles, my eyes feel heavy.
They just barely got home, and my father compliments my shirt, I thank him and she rolls her eyes and sighs. My father questions if it’s her shirt, it for sure as hell is not. No, I paid for it, I’d declared, and she says that was a lie. I gave her the money at the store, just earlier this day, okay, no, I didn’t pay the dollar and twenty cents sales tax, I shouldn’t have to right now, I make very little income, she makes a shit ton more, she can cover $1.20 for her child, right.
She claims I’m such an expensive person, and that she pays for everything of mine. It’s not true- what she said, or how she said it, maybe I”m just overly exaggerating, but it’s basically what she said. My father supports me most, as he should, He’s my biological parent, and the only one of the three who even makes enough for me and my two brothers alone, plus the new two ones.
I get shoved over for everything, I don’t think it should happen at home either, though it does, but usually not by my parents
Agh, I’m getting ahead of myself, I’m tired, angry, and hungry- my fault for only eating a little at lunch, then nothing else really, I wasn’t hungry then.
I feel so attacked and frustrated, and like I need to go back to being defensive, just as I was hardly warming up.
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