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Quoted By: >>16393710
19. Living at home. Family has always treated me like I'm shit/worthless. I'm the only male in a house with three women.
Today I woke up in a bad mood. I got up, made breakfast, sat down in my room. My mom was passing by, asking about my supplement. I said I wanted to buy some pants but there's not enough money so I'd just buy the supplement this month. Then I said I've been trying to get some pants for three months now but there's never enough money. This set off.
She started going on about how poor we all are and how I complain about everything and how she hates my face and it's never happy. Then she called me spoiled and ungrateful (I have hardly taken anything from her lately) and a bunch of other things. Then she screamed at me a lot. Then she tried to hit me with a belt. I swore to fucking God no one would lay a hand on me ever again. I was so angry I ripped the leather belt in half. She tried punching me in the head even, then acted as if I was trying to attack her when I took her weapons. Her boyfriend watched and did nothing. Then she screamed a lot more and said I would never have anything in life again.
I'm not being dramatic, but if I had a gun I'd kill myself right now. It has been like this every year growing up. What do I do? Moving out is not curently an option.
Today I woke up in a bad mood. I got up, made breakfast, sat down in my room. My mom was passing by, asking about my supplement. I said I wanted to buy some pants but there's not enough money so I'd just buy the supplement this month. Then I said I've been trying to get some pants for three months now but there's never enough money. This set off.
She started going on about how poor we all are and how I complain about everything and how she hates my face and it's never happy. Then she called me spoiled and ungrateful (I have hardly taken anything from her lately) and a bunch of other things. Then she screamed at me a lot. Then she tried to hit me with a belt. I swore to fucking God no one would lay a hand on me ever again. I was so angry I ripped the leather belt in half. She tried punching me in the head even, then acted as if I was trying to attack her when I took her weapons. Her boyfriend watched and did nothing. Then she screamed a lot more and said I would never have anything in life again.
I'm not being dramatic, but if I had a gun I'd kill myself right now. It has been like this every year growing up. What do I do? Moving out is not curently an option.
