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Rant - *possibly triggering* i hate my parents
Well, I just got done having a delightful fight with my parents because I didn't want to talk about my "plan" for finding a job. Yeah. My friend was supposed to be here today and we had our own plans and excuse me for not wanting to focus on that right now seeing as I'm f*cking upset that she isn't here. But no, that's not good enough. So it comes up that I don't talk to people from my grade from home and my mom goes off preaching about her experiences and shades of grey and sh*t. So I find this ironic and call her out on how fake she's being and next thing I know the two of them are yelling at me and my mom's banging on the table like a 3 year old to emphasize her points. So my dad says to prove how they only work in black and white, so I give plenty of examples about grades and job hunting and sh*t, which clearly aren't real examples to people who don't believe that's how they've been treating it...and I'm called out on I haven't provided any examples. So 10 minutes into this fun screaming match I just say "you know, when I'm no longer financially dependent on you people, you'll never hear from me again. I hope you know that." So my mom starts flipping out and I just tell them to go f*ck themselves and that they're perfect for each other because nothing I do is ever good enough for them, never has been and never will be. So my dad says, do I feel like I've been acting like a 21 year old...mind you he's 65 and acting like a little kid who can't own up to his own actions. So I call him on that as well, tell them they both mean absolutely nothing to me and can't deal with problems, just pretend like nothing's wrong and never solve anything, and my mom goes "have fun figuring out how you're going to pay for your room and board at school." That's cute. I'm not sure my parents are capable of that, and if I can't board at school my senior year because of them, then they're *really* going to regret it. God. Why did my friend's car have to die. If she was here right now, this never would've happened. My parents always put on such a wonderful show for other people. God, they're so fake. I hate them. Truly hate them. Thank the lord I don't share genes with them or that would just be another reason to hate myself. They don't understand anything, they don't even try. Everything is clearly how they perceive it *sigh*. I just want to run away to never be heard from again. Alas, that isn't going to happen until this time next year at the soonest. F*ck them and f*ck their shit and maybe I'll get lucky and they'll give themselves heart attacks and die in their sleep. They couldn't just leave me alone. Had to f*ck up my life from the minute I could understand what sh*t they were spewing until now.
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