LittleJess
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I've gotten to the point i'm literally about to go around kicking some windows in.
My dad thinks he can do whatever the hell he wants and invade my privacy, yesterday when i was sitting in a diaper, (with my blinds closed so you couldn't see it) he was walking around the outside of my room tapping on my walls, trying to open my door and my window trying to break his way in.
now he has bought a fucking lock pick set, and is threatening to break his way into my room whenever, not only is it annoying, I was practically watching porn.
My door is shit as well, so if you nudged it enough it would most likely fling open, so yeah i'm getting so sick of this bullshit.
Not only is that bad, is he fucking gets the kids to come outside, and encourages them to bloody try to kick my door down. It's awkward as fuck as i'm sitting there in fucking silence, try to take of my diaper and put on some clothes.
This itself puts a lot of mental stress on me, because whenever i open the door he "tries to budge his way in there" to the point i can't even have my fucking window open to cool myself down.
The worst part about it, is that alone is driving my suicidal thoughts, if anyone finds out i'm literally jumping in front of a train, i don't give too shits, that's how serious this is for me. I don't think anyone understands the fucking strain both my parents put on me.
I'm so fucking sick of this bullshit words can't explain how fucked off I am right now.
Worst part is, they think they can do whatever they fucking want, and kick me out onto the street, not only that, they expect me to do so fucking much, like literally go to the shop 20 fucking times a day, I wouldn't have a problem with that if I wasn't in a room that is literally killing me.
Right now i'm so dehydrated, i've got the worst headache ever, just staying in here so he won't budge his fucking way in, already feeling like i'm going to fucking pass out, I am so sick of this room, like really sick of it.
i wouldn't mind going to the shop, if 1. it wasn't 40 fucking degrees, 2. If i wasn't dehydrated to the point it's practically going to start doing damage to my body.
Just being in here is fucking killing me, literally. I have the worst headache from dehydration, and my mouth is literally dried out.
i've been up for days, I'm actually on caffeine pills because of how hot this room is, i'm kind of forced to stay away due to this heat, I can't even lay down for 5 minutes, without my bed being soaked in sweat. (and that's 3AM in the fucking morning)
I'm sick of it, my body is actually itching, and my hair is practically soaked in my own sweat.
worst part is, I can't even go to the fucking shop, without my mother being all fucking over me, honestly I've never thought i'll say this, but she is a annoying bitch, I'm sick of her. as soon as i come back from the shop SHE ALWAYS OPENS THE DOOR AND LOOKS to see what I got, I always have to tell her to fuck off, and go away.
This morning, I had to wake up at 8'o clock to get fucking bread and milk, again, keep in mind i've been bathing in my sweat for days, and stink very badly, she sends me over, and not my sister, so I make a coffee, she is practically standing there judging how i make my coffee, saying i put in too much sguar or coffee, I tell her to fuck off and leave me alone, so I go have my coffee, she fucking calls me just after I sit down, i told her to fuck off and wait until after I have my coffee before I do anything.
Than she makes out that i've been treating her like shit for no reason, bitch you're the whole reason I'm in $1,400 in debt, and the whole reason I'm suicidal, me telling you to fuck off, is barely anything compared to that.
The worst part is, she waits until I sit down, to CALL me, it's the most annoying thing in the god damn world, can't even sit down for 5 minutes without her pestering me.
Not only do they both invade my privacy, they open my mail, and better yet go blaming the kids for it, right after asking me, why do you have $X in your bank.
At one point, she did take my "bank card off me" not realising I've got like 2, so I eventually snuck it back off her, she knew my pin and everything so I had to change it.
Better yet, if I get a job, she wants all my money, so yeah I think it's best i get out of this shit whole.
My dad thinks he can do whatever the hell he wants and invade my privacy, yesterday when i was sitting in a diaper, (with my blinds closed so you couldn't see it) he was walking around the outside of my room tapping on my walls, trying to open my door and my window trying to break his way in.
now he has bought a fucking lock pick set, and is threatening to break his way into my room whenever, not only is it annoying, I was practically watching porn.
My door is shit as well, so if you nudged it enough it would most likely fling open, so yeah i'm getting so sick of this bullshit.
Not only is that bad, is he fucking gets the kids to come outside, and encourages them to bloody try to kick my door down. It's awkward as fuck as i'm sitting there in fucking silence, try to take of my diaper and put on some clothes.
This itself puts a lot of mental stress on me, because whenever i open the door he "tries to budge his way in there" to the point i can't even have my fucking window open to cool myself down.
The worst part about it, is that alone is driving my suicidal thoughts, if anyone finds out i'm literally jumping in front of a train, i don't give too shits, that's how serious this is for me. I don't think anyone understands the fucking strain both my parents put on me.
I'm so fucking sick of this bullshit words can't explain how fucked off I am right now.
Worst part is, they think they can do whatever they fucking want, and kick me out onto the street, not only that, they expect me to do so fucking much, like literally go to the shop 20 fucking times a day, I wouldn't have a problem with that if I wasn't in a room that is literally killing me.
Right now i'm so dehydrated, i've got the worst headache ever, just staying in here so he won't budge his fucking way in, already feeling like i'm going to fucking pass out, I am so sick of this room, like really sick of it.
i wouldn't mind going to the shop, if 1. it wasn't 40 fucking degrees, 2. If i wasn't dehydrated to the point it's practically going to start doing damage to my body.
Just being in here is fucking killing me, literally. I have the worst headache from dehydration, and my mouth is literally dried out.
i've been up for days, I'm actually on caffeine pills because of how hot this room is, i'm kind of forced to stay away due to this heat, I can't even lay down for 5 minutes, without my bed being soaked in sweat. (and that's 3AM in the fucking morning)
I'm sick of it, my body is actually itching, and my hair is practically soaked in my own sweat.
worst part is, I can't even go to the fucking shop, without my mother being all fucking over me, honestly I've never thought i'll say this, but she is a annoying bitch, I'm sick of her. as soon as i come back from the shop SHE ALWAYS OPENS THE DOOR AND LOOKS to see what I got, I always have to tell her to fuck off, and go away.
This morning, I had to wake up at 8'o clock to get fucking bread and milk, again, keep in mind i've been bathing in my sweat for days, and stink very badly, she sends me over, and not my sister, so I make a coffee, she is practically standing there judging how i make my coffee, saying i put in too much sguar or coffee, I tell her to fuck off and leave me alone, so I go have my coffee, she fucking calls me just after I sit down, i told her to fuck off and wait until after I have my coffee before I do anything.
Than she makes out that i've been treating her like shit for no reason, bitch you're the whole reason I'm in $1,400 in debt, and the whole reason I'm suicidal, me telling you to fuck off, is barely anything compared to that.
The worst part is, she waits until I sit down, to CALL me, it's the most annoying thing in the god damn world, can't even sit down for 5 minutes without her pestering me.
Not only do they both invade my privacy, they open my mail, and better yet go blaming the kids for it, right after asking me, why do you have $X in your bank.
At one point, she did take my "bank card off me" not realising I've got like 2, so I eventually snuck it back off her, she knew my pin and everything so I had to change it.
Better yet, if I get a job, she wants all my money, so yeah I think it's best i get out of this shit whole.
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