I have spent the last few days pretty miserable. I seem to always be the butt of private jokes between my mother and sister, and either I am treated like I'm some sort of imbecile or I'm treated like everyone's scapegoat to lay blame on (the Internet broke this morning and my sister blamed me, then when it fixed itself she didn't even apologize.) I've been picked on all weekend until I fought back, then I get into trouble. Mum does this to other people but apparently I can't do it back to her, cannot even defend myself.
If this keeps up for much longer, job or no job, I'm moving out. I will not be the carpet everyone walks on. I'll starve to death first.
I am very lonely and very miserable and I don't know how much more crap I can take. I just want peace.
I hope I can talk to you all soon. This is going to be a rough week if certain people don't lay off of me and stop picking on me.
Ta,
Bec
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