Mom says one thing that upsets me and then dad lectures me how this is wrong and makes me believe the exact opposite phylosophy and then mom comes again.
I hate it how always freaking always someone "has it worse". In the hospital my roommate had it worse, at home mom had it worse. And i don't even have strong medication to drug away the tears, emotional and physical pain. I wake up and i want to cry. I can't even get to the bathroom and mom gets upset. I'm freaking d1ying and everyone is lecturing me instead of supporting me. And i have to fear losing them if i keep it up. I can't live like that. I'm going insane. And i still have university and courses.
My mom is saying she's going insane from stress. Instead of calming me now i worry about her. And if she's so stresssed i worry if she drinks or if she breaks. It's not my fault my sister has asthma. I can't share with nobody, they just get upset. I have to keep my mouth shut what a connection. I really worry about her. Yesterday tried to tell dad he just scolded me. I tried to tell my therapist she said i fell on purpose and that we need to work. We worked for 3 damn years and im only getting worse. My other therapist just gave me an appointment for 27th. Nobody knows empathy. Mom says she has it worse and drives me triggered, dad scolds me, therapists are insane. I just hope mom calms down. I got upset over my knee and she made it worse saying she's breaking. How could I break my leg while home is a battlefield?