LIFE SUCKS

My Life Wasn't so Bad.

My life wasn't so bad when Mom and Dad were there, watching my back, but after they died I got the full force blow of all my aunts, uncles, and family friends. With them gone, there was suddenly nothing between them and I was getting everybody's crap.

Now, I'm 18 and living with my boyfriend, soon to be husband. My family hates me, they claim I'm a slut who's sleeping around, supposedly they claimed I was selling my body to people for drugs or something, and now they're all saying I'm pregnant and that I am going to be a horrible mother.

I'm so sick of them, all of them, that I'm just about ready to disappear into the world and never look back at these people. They all say that. "Oh, we love you," and "It's all for you're own good," oh, and don't forget. "We treat you this way because we LOVE you."

They spent the last four years of my life telling me that I will NEVER amount to anything, that I'm no good, and I should just follow what they do, be their slave basically, a live in nanny for some. Well, screw that, I'm working my freaking arse off trying to become a CNA and get all my crap together. I got an HSED, a Diploma, a nice car, a job, and a place to live.

Who cares though, right? Because the people that I want to make proud spit on me and treat me like dirt. I wish they would all just piss off and leave me to my own devices so I'm not getting eaten up by all their hate. I'm getting ripped up inside because I can't handle the stress.

It makes me ill, literally, to the point where I have developed stomach issues from the anxiety of even being in the same room as one of them. I get so sick just thinking about it sometimes that I actually puke.

That's how I feel about my family and that's why my life sucks.