Hard to put into words, really. I mean, how exactly are ye supposed to feel when ye can't really trust yer ain family? They constantly lie and disappoint you whenever they promise you something. Yet, you're never allowed to let them down, otherwise, yer selfish _ _ _ _ (insert expletive).
D'ye know what it's like to be part of a family utterly incapable of just getting along, huh? Always arguing, rarely happy. And I'm the one stuck in the middle of it. Too afraid to speak or utter an opinion for fear that this clan of deranged Caledonian minge monkeys will suddenly direct all their bitterness, hate and angry towards me, as they huv a habit of doing. Because if there's any feminists hate more than men, it's a person who doesn't agree with them or praise them constantly. At least in my experience. :idontknow:
As if that was bad enough, I have listen to my Mum whinging about her declining physical health on a daily basis. Because, apparently, caring for her is my responsibility. Me - the disabled child. Nevermind if I struggle caring for myself. Or that I rarely give myself a moment to relax from the second I wake up in the morning. Oh, and better refrain from point out the obvious link between my mother health issues and her being overweight. Cuz that's lotta BS, innit? :kickingmyself: :sad:
Why am I never allowed to put my own well-being first? I'm always made to feel guilty whenever I do.