Annoyed by my Weekend (September 7, 2014)

I am one argument, one miscommunication, one eye roll away from flipping out and beating you. I wish none of this ever happen. I just want to be in my room, in my bed alone. I seriously don’t need any of this. I can’t wait to leave. I can’t wait to do the things I want/ need to do. I’m sick of always putting you & your son first. I’m sick being called the ride child sick if being made fun of, sick of always having to please so I don’t feel bad at right, sick of holding my tongue & I’m also sick of being the odd one out… Am I not allowed to be sad about what has happen? Am I not allowed to be mad? Well I’m both & you suck