The parents are starting to be too much for me. I always had a good relationship with mother, or perhaps, a nonexistent one? I don’t remember what she was like when I was in school. She just was my mom. Maybe I didn’t pay her enough attention?
Father has been abusive throughout my life. He’s a wild donkey. Not even a horse.
He’s like asking about this neural supplement. It’s a hoax. Bleh. Google this shit, stupid.
Mom’s guilt tripping me the whole day for not going out with her. Like it’s my responsibility to do so. That she can’t do it herself. If i wanted to go somewehre i Would. In fact she doesn’t let ME go out on my own! What the fuck kind of hypocrisy is that!? Fucking bitch.
I don’t know. I’m fuming.