I wish my mom didn’t make me feel like such a burden so often. It really really s**** that everything I do that involves her is such a big unwanted deal. I’m sorry, sometimes I just want food, I’m sorry it’s a snack food, but no one taught me how to cook I can’t just grab a pan and cook something in it, if I don’t eat snacks I starve myself. And she knows that. Just because I’m 17 doesn’t mean I just become independent one day, I need to be taught and supported. Please, PLEASE, I am begging you to stop forgetting about me. And stop judging me, also, everything you do or don’t do or say or don’t say it sticks with me, for the rest of my life. And I’m tired of raising myself and being left alone.