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15 years ago
A DAY IN THE LIFE OF NIBBLER: When I came home last night my mom noticed that I had drawings on my arms again and gave me a big long lecture..
It started off about her concerns as to why I draw on myself, then to my grades (which are really bad right now, btw), then to what I think of the teachers, then the never-left-out subject of how I'm not 'living up to my potential', and it ended with my social status (which is pretty bad, too).
so, lesse here; she didn't believe be when I told her I just like to draw on my arms, so that means my own mother doesn't trust me. She said I should start taking my riddlin again if my grades are bad, which means she doesn't think I'm capable of doing well on my own. She says the teachers think highly of me, even though she's never even seen one of them never mind spoken to them, so that means my own mother feels like she has to lie to me. And she pretty much made me feel like dog shit talking about how 'she knows I can do better' and 'i'm just not trying' and the most popular make-her-feel-bad line: "Sometime I wonder if you simply don't care". Oh, and there's the fact that she refused to drop the subject of how, aside from my close friends, my friends just drift in and out of my life and every one else in the school thinks I'm about to off myself any day now. WTFH mom!
Yeah, thanks mom; you're the only one in the family that doesn't forget me and now you go and give me a lecture that could rival Terri's!! (note that terri is my dad's girlfriend and she's a perfectionist; she's made me cry about getting more B's than A's before.... several times.)
So now not only does my sister think I'm a hateful bitch, my brother try to physically injure me every chance he gets, my step-mom think that I'm ruining the whole family's life, my step-father and father forget about me, every one else in the family hardly aware I exist, and the rumors about me being suicidal and satanic still spreading through the whole school, but my MOTHER, the one person I could always count on to make me feel better and my best friend, just made me re-live every last tiny detail of ALL OF THAT SHIT in one night.
Wow, I must really suck for people to hate me that much.
Well, fuck them. They'd probably all be happy if I died, but there's no chance in Hell I'm going to let them have that satisfaction.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to ingest so much caffine that I won't be able to sleep for a month.
It started off about her concerns as to why I draw on myself, then to my grades (which are really bad right now, btw), then to what I think of the teachers, then the never-left-out subject of how I'm not 'living up to my potential', and it ended with my social status (which is pretty bad, too).
so, lesse here; she didn't believe be when I told her I just like to draw on my arms, so that means my own mother doesn't trust me. She said I should start taking my riddlin again if my grades are bad, which means she doesn't think I'm capable of doing well on my own. She says the teachers think highly of me, even though she's never even seen one of them never mind spoken to them, so that means my own mother feels like she has to lie to me. And she pretty much made me feel like dog shit talking about how 'she knows I can do better' and 'i'm just not trying' and the most popular make-her-feel-bad line: "Sometime I wonder if you simply don't care". Oh, and there's the fact that she refused to drop the subject of how, aside from my close friends, my friends just drift in and out of my life and every one else in the school thinks I'm about to off myself any day now. WTFH mom!
Yeah, thanks mom; you're the only one in the family that doesn't forget me and now you go and give me a lecture that could rival Terri's!! (note that terri is my dad's girlfriend and she's a perfectionist; she's made me cry about getting more B's than A's before.... several times.)
So now not only does my sister think I'm a hateful bitch, my brother try to physically injure me every chance he gets, my step-mom think that I'm ruining the whole family's life, my step-father and father forget about me, every one else in the family hardly aware I exist, and the rumors about me being suicidal and satanic still spreading through the whole school, but my MOTHER, the one person I could always count on to make me feel better and my best friend, just made me re-live every last tiny detail of ALL OF THAT SHIT in one night.
Wow, I must really suck for people to hate me that much.
Well, fuck them. They'd probably all be happy if I died, but there's no chance in Hell I'm going to let them have that satisfaction.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to ingest so much caffine that I won't be able to sleep for a month.
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I think feeling useless is a phase many of us, perhaps most of us, go through.
But I don't draw on my arms
Life sucks