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I feel so alone right now.
I feel like someone has taken a switchblade to my heart and stabbed and twist, stabbed and twist.
Every time I have something happen with my parents rather than really try and help me fix it, Ryan tends to get upset when I'm around. Sure, I'm going to complain and I'm going to want some help trying to fix things; hello, that's normal. But he hates listening to me. He hates hearing it, because it 'reminds him his life is so shitty' Well....he never talks about anything, he never opens up about his life, so how should I know how bad he's got it? He says his mom bitches at him to do stuff around the house, and my parents have treatened to kick me out of the house.
Yes, our lives are SO equal! Sure, he's lost his dad, but I've never had one, my parents are both around to treat me like shit.....not cool.
Tonight my parents sat down with me and asked about school. I said I'd wait until January, try and raise some money to go back or something, and then they sort of gave me the 'well, there's no reason for you to be under our roof if you aren't in school' kind of crap.
So now, I have to find a place to live.
It upsets me that the friends I have around here are so reluctant to reach out and be supportive. I'm on the phone with you Crying (and please, beloved readers be aware that I dont cry for petty shit) because I am frustrated, scared, and needing help - so don't just be like 'lets go hang out at Randy's house! :D :D :D' I declined, because it's started fights over me being 'too depressed' and I dont feel like losing everything tonight. I just dont.
I feel like someone has taken a switchblade to my heart and stabbed and twist, stabbed and twist.
Every time I have something happen with my parents rather than really try and help me fix it, Ryan tends to get upset when I'm around. Sure, I'm going to complain and I'm going to want some help trying to fix things; hello, that's normal. But he hates listening to me. He hates hearing it, because it 'reminds him his life is so shitty' Well....he never talks about anything, he never opens up about his life, so how should I know how bad he's got it? He says his mom bitches at him to do stuff around the house, and my parents have treatened to kick me out of the house.
Yes, our lives are SO equal! Sure, he's lost his dad, but I've never had one, my parents are both around to treat me like shit.....not cool.
Tonight my parents sat down with me and asked about school. I said I'd wait until January, try and raise some money to go back or something, and then they sort of gave me the 'well, there's no reason for you to be under our roof if you aren't in school' kind of crap.
So now, I have to find a place to live.
It upsets me that the friends I have around here are so reluctant to reach out and be supportive. I'm on the phone with you Crying (and please, beloved readers be aware that I dont cry for petty shit) because I am frustrated, scared, and needing help - so don't just be like 'lets go hang out at Randy's house! :D :D :D' I declined, because it's started fights over me being 'too depressed' and I dont feel like losing everything tonight. I just dont.
