I don’t want to think about what will happen when my granny will disappear and there will be no one from my family that will support me or talk to me about my happy/sad/whatever moments ever again. My mom laughs at me, she never takes my words seriously, she never speaks to me normally, she NEVER hears me out, she think if I’m 21 I don’t need her f****** attention and love. I want to go back in time when I was 3 and relive that day when mom and my real dad were together and I had a full HAPPY family. And no stupid stepbrothers and stepsister, no nightmares with her marriage, no lonely evenings with homework, no mental hospital when I was a 2-year student, no self-harm, no stupid crying at night. I feel like I will not live up to even 25 years. Don’t even try to mention my friends, they have their own f****** big a** problems than mine. Hell, I even don’t have a goddamn right to complain to anyone of them, am I? No one gives a flying f***. Nobody.
