I'm sobbing as this post is being typed out now.
my mum just screamed at me for not doing chores.
and my dad went out and started taking the bamboo sticks and destroying them.
I screamed at both of them and shouted out all the unhappiness i had in this family.
I was crying by then.
I rose from last in class to 8th, did they even praise me?
They were just bothered about quarrelling and fighting.
Everyday, my dad just comes home and drink till he's fucking drunk and start fighting with my mom.
My mom knows my dad is petty, yet she keeps fucking insulting him.
My brother just knows how to game and game, yet keeps accusing my parents of being bias.
I can't even concentrate on my studies with them fucking quarreling and fighting.
While I'm studying, my bro tells his parents I'm gaming.
I'm sick of this fucking family.
I'm sick of this fucking home.
I want OUT.
Maybe voicing out all those is doing me good. Now they know how much i fucking hate this lousy shit.
I'm still sobbing, and can't stop. It's been a long time since I cried, the last time was sec 1.
I'm looking for a place to stay for tomorrow.
I'm going to leave the house first thing in the morning tomorrow.
and hopefully, I'll never go back.
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