PugofCrydee
You want to know how I got these scars?
Tried to, but they'd rather be in denial, say that I'm lying. Doing it for attention, as far as the depression and anxiety goes. Particularly my mum. I mean, they won't even acknowledge how difficult my life is with my disability. My perspective is wrong and ah shouldnae talk like that, is all they say in response. Rather than admit that, aye, they do constantly pressure me to living up to their high, unspoken expectations. Or do hinder me more than help me. Or take responsibility for the times they've wronged me. Naw, I'm supposed to apologise to them for getting angry. Cuz it's always my fault, ye see?
If you've got a c*nt and a pair of tits, you can do no wrong in my family. And yer never wrong.
I see.. :sad:
I feel for ya bud.