All she does is yell over every inconvenience and talk about how she isn’t going to be here one day and it freaks me out, I genuinely want to die before her. I know that my anxiety is suffocating for those around me so maybe I am better off dead, it’ll be one less thing to worry about since my mother wanted to be there for everyone expect me, IM THE ONE THATS LEFT TO DROWN IN MY OWN MISERY WITH NO THOROUGH UNDERSTANDING, JUST THE ACHING OF MY BROKEN HEART.











