I was sleeping till late, grandma called me and told me she's back from the UK and dad's in the stepmother's village. I'm scared i made him and sis argue about my job and sis was the thing keeping him in our original city. Damn woman she can't live without her moldy village.I'm trying not to curse when im triggered because social media is all i have and I'm getting triggered and letting it out because otherwise it makes me sick and that advanced AI is so fast to register and so cold to not mind that if i don't let it out, i get sick, and it bans me. I can't lose my accounts. And don't tell me to mind my language and calm down as it will invalidate my experience and make me even madder. Forget the AI, the problem is my dad. I'm trying to think he's there only to avoid grandma and uncle (uncle who took his side) or make some money or on a vacation.
Holy iiggygbkifvddfvbiugvbjjgvddfgb
I want to scream
I will never recover
And as it gets worse nobody would sympathyse with me. Only see me as the monster. I am becoming a monster. But it's not my fault, i tried everything. I not only seeked help, i shouted, begged, cried, sold myself, gave my heart, studied, payed for help.
"Why are still in disstress? You aren't there?" Grandma and dad said. "It depends on you"
No you f-d my fing brain. A brain that was brilliant and kind. And everyone takes your side. I am allowed to be angry. It's normal to be angry. Medicate me till you can manipulate me.