My sister was trying to make me feel like a useless pile of crap and telling me that she’s more accomplished in life. I’m like six years younger than her! Then I get mad because of it and have no choice but to hate her for the rest of the day! Then my mom calls me a bitch and tells me to stop! You don’t understand! I’m half suicidal and you don’t even know! I can’t talk to my parents because they don’t care! You don’t understand what’s going on in my head right now!
I get that you think what I’m doing or how I act is wrong, but I never asked you. I don’t care what you think or want. And don’t act like you know what’s best for me. I am who I am. I might be considered beyond help to some people, but I am me. I’m banned from my local mall for skating, have one or two piercings, wear my makeup a little too dark, and play guitar—but that’s me. How do you suggest I act?
All my family are downstairs and I was just having a giggle with my sister and I got told off in front of everyone. I asked, “why is it always me that gets the blame? It was both of us that were joking around†and all I get is “because it always is just you.†I mean, come on, give me a break. I haven’t seen you in ages and the first thing you say is not “helloâ€. Instead you slag off what I’m wearing. Now I’m sitting upstairs and I feel all alone.
I hate it. Two of my grandmas had it and died, my grandpa almost died and my great uncle died. It is the worst thing there is. Nothing at all good about it. If I get it and die when I get older, I’ll talk to God about it.
I hate it when people make stupid comments about my name, Myles, like “hey, isn’t that a girl’s name?†or “your mom is so stupid, she spelt your name wrong.†Tons of people have weird names. Get over it.
Our family has a sledding party every year. This year we invited another family with four kids. They came with three sleds, two of which were inner tubes.
The two boys kept asking everyone if they weighed less than 120 lbs (the recommended weight limit), then taking their inner tubes away from anyone who said no, even if they were only 10 lbs heavier. One boy threatened that they’d have to buy them a new one if they popped it.
Later, when they finally realized that their inner tubes would be okay, everyone started using them to jump off a huge ramp. The one boy, who had his 4G iPod Touch with him, kept showing it off. He put it in his pocket, them started sledding again.
All of a sudden he started freaking out because he said he lost his iPod in the snow. Everyone asked him to check in his snow pants, to which he responded with a provoked, “I ALREADY checked EVERYWHERE on my body and I DON’T have it!†So we all spent the rest of the party looking for it in the snow. The boy’s sister was looking with me and we were saying, “Why on earth would he bring his iPod to go sledding?†Then the other boy started screaming in my face “Stop, just STOP! He can bring whatever he WANTS! It’s his fault if he lost it but he can bring it if he WANTS to!†I was a little disturbed by his outburst, but kept looking for the iPod anyway.
The family ended up leaving with a crying child and everyone else miffed, which made all our other guests upset. About half an hour later we got a call from the family saying they’d found the iPod in the snow pants, where it had been the entire time…
Today I was on an eight hour car trip with my boyfriend and his family. I was listening to my music and than his parents start talking to me. Thinking it was just going to be a quick chat and since I didn’t want to be rude, I took out one earphone and answered the question. For the remainder of the trip, they wouldn’t shut up! Can’t you see I’m listening to music? If my headphones are on, just shut up! I want to relax and listen to my tunes, not have to continually pause to hear and respond to people!