Today's a fucking day.
I quarreled with my mother.
She says I care more about my friends than I do about my family.
The way she talks about me is like I'm a delinquent.
I'm not getting my phone.
She reads those stupid fortune telling stuff and it says I care more about my friends than I do about my family. How does she know I am that way? She's NOT me. I do care about my family.
& she says that it's my own fault that she and my father don't click with me better than my brother and sister and that's because I don't listen to them, and I don't tell them a lot of things.
Some things are better left unsaid.
She said that I think she doesn't care about me. I know she does care about me. She's not me, how does she know how I feel?
I don't hate my mother, but she has hurt me, because she keeps saying things that I don't feel or am.
When I was off the car, my eyes were brimming with tears and were ready to drop any moment. I kept blinking so she wouldn't see them.
& when we got home, I went to the study room and threw my jacket on the chair.
My sister was kinda shocked.
Then I quickly went upstairs. I lied down on the bed and cried and cried.
I swear that my tears will never drop in front of her.
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