June 19, 2013
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My mother is a fucking PSYCHOLOGIST. And yet when I try to tell her I am unhappy with my life, she brushes me off. She doesn’t try to help me figure it out, she just says “that’s life” and yells at me.
Meanwhile I have told my dad multiple times why it matters to me that I am treated with respect and like I am a competent professional (which I am), but when his busimess partner is am ass to me I’m supposed to shrug it off. I am TIRED of having to prove that I know what I am doing every day because I look young and get accused of nepotism. But despite me explaining that to him multiple times, he is still brushing it off.
Meanwhile Joy and I had a blowout yesterday, M says he is worried about me but then does NOTHING to help me but try to pawn me off to in patient, my big brother was an ass last night and made me feel guilty for being injured, my sister makes zero time for me even though I go so out of my way for her… and I am just done with it. No one cares or even tries to act like my problems matter or that I matter. I am just another problem.
I just want to go away and never come back. Or just die.
