I get angry too easily. I know that. But I think I'm justified in my anger against the stupid jerks who make racist, sexist, disparaging jokes every third sentence. And I hate it even more when they make jokes about gays. Because that one poor kid in the corner always looks so terrified.
I feel awful/sick but I am afraid to admit all of it my mother as I'm scared she will start taking away the things I have wanted/worked for. And so now we are mad at each other, which is hard because normally we are really close.
I don't have a life here. I left it behind with my friends and now I live here, but my heart is with them. It makes me, literally, sick. Both my mind and my body suffer from this. And when I'm sick I'm afraid to tell my mother because she gets angry with me. I know her arguments, and some of them are right, but I just wish she'd know how I feel and help me find a solution.
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And when I'm sick I'm afraid to tell my mother because she gets angry with me. I know her arguments, and some of them are right, but I just wish she'd know how I feel and help me find a solution.
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