My mom hates me. Like, she REALLY hates me. She doesn’t even try to hide it. She doesn’t care if I eat or sleep, she only cares if I have washed the dishes or if I have 100% in all my classes. She’s not even my step-mom or anything. She’s my biological mother who really doesn’t give a s*** about me. She’s the head of the household, so because she hates my guts, EVERYBODY in my family hates me too. I’m all alone in my own house. My parents yell at me when I start crying, so I can’t do that either. My confession is that I thought about killing myself for the very first time in my life today.

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