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God. I mean, come on. I'm sick of this...it's like every freaking day she yells at me because I can't be perfect. Okay. Fine. I'm sorry that I can't be Peggy, okay? Yeah, between me and my mother our relationship has gotten better over the years, but when she has to work all hell breaks loose. If shes so ******** sick, she needs to be in the hospital. She's even said this! So why take out her sickness on me? Ughh! I'm sorry that the litte things I do aren't perfect, and I'm sorry I don't get straight A's. I'm sorry that you have to spend spring break with me, your horrible child.
I'm so sick of tired of not being good enough. Sick of it! Why aren't I good enough! God damnit, I'm not my ******** sister. SHE GOT PREGNANT, LEFT THE HOUSE, ISN'T WITH THE BABY'S DADDY, AND HASN'T SPOKEN TO THIS WHOLE ******** FAMILY IN OVER A YEAR. AND SHE'S STILL GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. So what about me? Do I have to go out and get pregnant and leave for you to accept me? Huh?
I don't like how you tell me that I'm going to turn out just like her. I'm sorry, I'M NOT HER. I'm my own person, and that's final.
So, shut up, and quit taking everything that has gone wrong in your life out on me.
I love you, and I always will. But the way that you treat me, as your daughter, just isn't fair to me or anyone around me. Everyone sees it, mom, and I know you're sick but you don't have to take everything I do as wrong. I try to be calm with you, but you frustrate me so bad. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry I'm not your miss perfect. I do my best to be. But I can't.


Sorry. Had to let my anger and frustruation out. If you don't care, then please don't comment. Just click something else.