August 23, 2005

  • So I come home from a good
    day of school, to hear my father bitching. I come straight to the store so my
    mom can go workout. But I see that my dad is there instead. So I’m like ok…so I
    go inside and then he’s like go home and then come back. I’m like I don’t want
    to go home because I have to do things later. He’s like go home. I’m like why
    didn’t anyone tell me you were going to be coming to the store. He’s like
    “don’t talk to me like that”, I’m like I drove 40 minutes to get here I didn’t
    even workout so mom could go and do what she wants and now you tell me I don’t
    have to be here. I HATE THEM!

    Honestly, I think I’m already
    sick of just being around them.

     

    It shouldn’t be like this. I
    should be happy to see my parents and happy to come home. But they are making
    that impossible. I just want to go to school and be a 20 year old. I don’t want
    to do the things that old folks do, because I’M NOT OLD!

     

     I’m not supposed to be running a store at night. I’m not supposed
    to be harassed by customers about how good I look, especially at a gas station.
    I’m not supposed to have to worry about if my parents are running their store
    ok. That’s a parent’s job. My fathers like if you children help me we can make
    this store really nice. I’m like your supposed to do that.

     

    My friends don’t go to there
    parents job or office to “help” them make their living. Urghh!!!!

     

    On top of school I have to
    deal with THEM! I’m still not used to driving to school. I still have to study,
    do shit for school, etc etc., but no they won’t even let me get situated.

     

    Why are my parents doing this
    to me? I don’t know what to do…

     

    No one has even asked me how my day was. Two days
    of school, and no one has enough feelings to even ask. I don’t think I’m asking
    for much, the least they can do is ask how my day went or how was my classes. I
    can’t get at least get that much from my parents. Obviously, not. I guess in my
    family that’s too much to ask for.

     

              My
    mom says “we’ve done so much for you and this and that” but what about when I
    need it the most. What happened to letting your kids be kids.

     

              They
    won’t even let me go to six flags without bitching at me. I haven’t done
    anything this entire summer. NOTHING! And the day before school I go because
    I’m like atleast I can have one day of fun, without crying or any bitching from
    my parents. But of course not. My mom is like your not supposed to be going out
    the day before your college starts. Your supposed to chill and get everything
    ready for school. I’m like I have. She’s like but still your not supposed to
    go.

     

    If I had one wish right now, it would be to make
    my parents to see and feel what I’m going through.

     

    I want them to know
    what their doing to their daughter. How both of them are making me feel. And
    this hasn’t just been recently. It’s been all my life. All my life, they always
    bitch about when I have fun or try to have fun.