My grandma came from China to live with us once her husband died. At first it was fun having her around, but she started getting super crabby, and it got worst everyday. Even more annoying, she would consider everything that happened in the house her business and would talk about private things to other people and get in the way of things. The past few couple of days, she’s been sneaking out to my room late at night to check if I’m still awake, then snitching to my mom about what time I go to sleep. WHY THE F*** DOES SHE CARE THOUGH IM A TEENAGE GIRL, NOT AN OLD HAG LIKE HER. PLUS ITS SUMMER I CAN GO TO BEND WHENEVER I F****** WANT TO. Today I was just thinking about how less stressful it is and how much easier my life would be if she didn’t exist. I knew she’d probably be living with me for the rest of her life, and I thought to myself “I think I’d be so relieved when she dies.” Which is and absolutely terrible thing to think but I’m not even going to apologize because it’s true and I mean it.