my parents are driving me to the fucking edge. first they flip out cuz they find out i was "in a car with a teenager driving" and i mean FLIP OUT. they never give me a chance to speak for myself. e-v-e-r-y-s-i-n-g-l-e time they talk to me its a new problem. they think im on speed they think im on acid they wont stop being fucking outreagousley smuthering to me and then they go blaming me for shit and its fucking driving me insane they never listen to me, i try to exaplin something and they freak out at me about how wrong i am. how am i supposed to communicate when its a one way conversation. theyre fucking rediculous. they think im doing all this bad shit, and THEN they try and guilt trip me saying "its so hard on us, what youve been doing" and its like... I HAVNT BEEN DOING ANYTHING. theyre being so fucking stupid.

every day. and i mean every day. they accuse me of sneaking out or smoking too much "pot" or doing some outragousley stupid drug. and its not in the way of a normal parent. these guys are being smuthering and i literally am going crazy. literally. after one conversation, i punched my head insanely hard with my fist... just cuz the conversation drove me so fucking nuts. i cant talk to them. i try and say something and they cut me off telling me why im wrong and why waht im doing is bad. i tell them to please just listen, and they dont.. they accuse me of shit

and what i hate the most...
they fucking think that they are right and that im the one with problems. if you were to ask ANYONE else who knows me they would say no, hes fine, hes got his life on track. and then you ask my parents and they think im going thru depression and hard times and druggy times and bad times and that im troubled. i can tell you right now im not any of that.

my life are great, ive got the best friends i could ask for, i feel so set in my place, i feel so calm and relaxed, im doing well in school, and every day i feel top of the world..
until i go home
my parents make home a hell.
my home is at my life partners house. , my home is her.
thats where i belong, i dont belong here anymore
my parents have succesfully made it hell.


im afraid to walk downstairs becuase they'll stop me and tell me how sad they are that im being so troubled.
NightProwler Reviewed by NightProwler on . parents dude omyfuckingod my parents are driving me to the fucking edge. first they flip out cuz they find out i was "in a car with a teenager driving" and i mean FLIP OUT. they never give me a chance to speak for myself. e-v-e-r-y-s-i-n-g-l-e time they talk to me its a new problem. they think im on speed they think im on acid they wont stop being fucking outreagousley smuthering to me and then they go blaming me for shit and its fucking driving me insane they never listen to me, i try to exaplin something and they Rating: 5