#summeristheworst

It’s actually just as fucking bad as the school year, but maybe a tiny bit better. This is a change in tone since I usually just shitpost but whatevermmm. You get signed up for random Christian camps when you’re an atheist- fun. The only people at those camps that you know are your old friends who were popular that you can’t stand and that can’t stand you- joyous. Your mom still doesn’t stop yelling at you and forcing you to do things you hate- yippee. You’re questioning a lot more about the world around you and why you do certain things- fuck yeahhh. You want to lock yourself up in your room but sometimes you have to go down to eat- oh boy how fun. The only time you should be happy which is when you’re around your friends it barely happens and you have to be fake and pretend like you’re laughing and enjoying the conversation- yeet.

Or maybe that’s all just me, and I’m being an angsty teen as my mom basically calls it. “ohOo since I was depressed after I had you what you feel is EXACTLY like what I felt, so treating you the exact same way, and maybe even worse, is how to make you feel happier!” She still judges me for having male friends, and she still says pretty rude shit about all of my friends. She thinks that when I’m stuttering since she scares me that I have an attitude problem, and I can never express anger around my friends because I go into super bitch mode when I’m mad. So I bottle up all of that fucking anger and sometimes things slip out, and then I think about them and think about them so much for days on end. I can’t deal with this shit anymore, it’s actually the worst.