I don't know what to think or do anymore. For the past couple days I’ve been wanting to cry my eyes out. My heart just wants to rip itself out from my chest. There's so much happiness happening around me, it touching, but it also breaks my heart. I can't remember the last time I was looked at with appreciation. And perhaps there was a few I recall, but they wanted me for their benefit.
There are those people who are "supposed" to love me, care for me, and let me know everything is going to be alright...Where are they? My parents are strangers to me. God seems so far away from me and I'm trying to get him back, but I know he's there. I don't really have anyone I could talk to one on one without them not helping or listening.
There are some who will let me talk to them about my problems, but in the end, all I get is "I'm so sorry, but I don't know what to tell you." or "Wow. That sucks." And believe me, I get those as responses.
There are some who think they are helping me, and after long moments of conversating and trying to get what I’m looking for, I get frustrated and give up because they just can't get my story straight. Or they make generalizations about my life and try to make it up for me. So I just agree with everything and get out.
Tell me...what kind of person always talks to her daughter as if they're giving the attitude, so they give me one? Or everything that comes out of my mouth, they contradict? because apparently I’m always wrong. I'm not saying I’m always right. It's funny, I will talk to other adults and they say I am a very wise girl. I'm wiser and make WAY smarter choices than the majority of the teenagers they've met. I'm not being conceited, I’m far from that. Trust me. But how can my own parents not see what the whole world does?
I feel like I’m wrong in their eyes. I try so hard, but I end up taking only a step forward. Others don't work as hard or they don't have a great attitude and they get SO MUCH! I sometimes wonder if I was to lower my standards how far I would get.
I need to stop worrying about other and worry about myself and where I stand. I am young goddammit. I have so much ahead of me. All these adults had their chance. They are not going to fuck up my life because they didn't get to fulfill most/some of theirs. It's not fair to me.
I don't have a job...but my friend, the girl who can never give me advice or will listen completely, got me an interview at Tony Roma's down the street.
I don't have a car...but hopefully this job can start paying for it. Finally, I can start supporting myself and not have to ask my parents for everything.
I don't have a lot of clothes...my mother will buy herself new shoes or a new outfit every other month and I haven't gone clothes shopping in 2 years. And she buys her precious little son everything he asks for. He has a bigger closet than me and it's FILLED! I have a small closet and there's so much room left. And she always buys fast-food. And she and my father complain about not having the money to pay things off.
There are so many things I don't have, but they are definitely not essential to living. Of course, sooner or later, I'm going to need that job. Same for the car, but there are other forms of transportation.
And love?! AUGH!
I’m stressed. My mind is going 212mph and that’s fucking fast. I need a hug. I need someone to speak to. I need someone to get me a tissue because I’m crying a lot. These seem like very pathetic things to cry over, and you’re right. But this isn’t all. There are so many things I can’t post that are tearing my heart apart. Everything is just piling over another. Don’t anyone feel sorry for me, because no one did anything wrong. I just needed to get this out on some kind of document.



