I FUCKIGN HATE IT HERE I SWEAR TO GOD
THEY JUDGE EVERY LITTLE THING I DO
MY AUNT DISCOURAGES ME FROM MY DREAMS EVERY STEP OF THE FUCKING WAY
EVERY GOD DAMN THING I DO IS FUCKING WRONG
WHEN I TRY MY HARDEST I'M NOT TRYING ENOUGH
WHEN I HAVE ANXIETY ATTACKS I'M SUPPOSED TO JUST GET OVER IT
THEY'VE NEVER BEEN TO COLLEGE, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING ABOUT MY MAJOR
BUT STILL MY AUNT INSISTS ON CHOOSING MY FUCKING CLASSES LIKE SHE'S TRYING TO CHOOSE MY FUCKING FUTURE BECAUSE
I QUOTE
"YOU'RE NOT CHOOSING THE RIGHT CLASSES"
BITCH THESE ARE THE CLASSES MY COUNCELOR CHOSE
I AM 22
I AM DOING MY BEST
AND THEN THERE'S THE FUCKING JOB BULLSHIT.
THERE ARE NO OPENINGS, AND THE OPENINGS THAT I APPLY FOR, THAT I KEEP GOING BACK TO CHECK IN FOR, THAT I'M STILL NOT QUALIFIED FOR, IT'S MY FUCKING FAULT THAT I DIDN'T GET THE FUCKING JOB.
YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING QUADLINGUAL ANYMORE TO GET A JOB IN THIS FUCKING TOWN, MY UNCLE HAS HAD TO GO OUT OF TOWN FOR TWENTY FUCKING
YEARS FOR HIS JOB

THESE ARE THE PEOPLE WHO'D VOTE FOR DUCKING TRUMP BEFORE THEY VOTE FOR ANYONE ON THE DEMOCRATIC SIDE.


AND NOW IT'S FUCKING FOODSTAMPS.
I'M SUPPOSED TO BUY THE FUCKING FOOD FOR MYSELF WITH MY FOODSTAMPS?
THESE FUCKEERS MAKE ME BUY THE FOOD THEY WANT, EAT IT ALL AND THEN GET PISSED WHEN I EAT THE SHIT THEY BUY
LIKE BITCH
DON'T TAKE THE BEEF ROAT *I* BOUGHT, TURN IT INTO A STEW AND THEN TELL ME I CAN'T HAVE A MAJORITY OF THE FUCKING LEFTOVERS I WILL EAT WHAT I BOUGHT AND I WILL ENJOY IT


BUT I WON'T,
because I'm weak.
Because I don't have the backbone to speak out without the fear of backlash.
I really hope my mom gets an apartment soon...
I'm tired of being depressed.