I am as dead as a doornail to my family. They just quit their jobs and made a new spa for massages and facials. In one month, they were supposed to make 5,000 dollars. They only made 300. They started stressing out, and in order to make sure the buisness did not go bankrupt, they cancelled the family's health insurance. When I just recently got a severe form of sinusitis, my mom did not care and just tried treating it with tylenol. Finally, when I started bleeding from my nose, she took me to the doctor. The Dr. said that if we had come any later, I would have to go to the hospital, and stay there for five months. Five months. I wish I had come later so I could beat up my parents. Forever I would kick and yell and tell them all the things they do wrong for me and my brother. But I can't. I just cannot because I am nothing to them. All my parents do is talk about the spa, or yell and scream about the spa. I tell them to stop, and lets go out to have fun, but they always end up talking about the spa. SPASPASPASPA. WHAT IS SO SPECIAL ABOUT THE SPA THAT IT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE FAMILY'S HEALTH!?!??!?! I try talking to them about my school, but they automatically get phone calls when I try and talk to them. I got depressed, but got out of it eventually. I asked my parents for a pet, like a guinea pig or a hamster. But the second I brought up getting a pet, my mom told me to stop annoying her because she wanted to kill them already. I have NO ONE to talk to. My friends have just formed other groups, groups that I just cannot seem to get into. Everything I do is wrong in everyone's eyes, and I just want to talk to somebody before I actually do go insane. I don't need anyone's pity, I just need their warmth and help. Before the spa become our family, that is. | |
but its about trying to understand them and their situation and lives.. they
handle things their way.. not always the right way..
good luck
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