Okay I need to vent cuz kno one eles gives a f*ck about how I feel or wat I do.
Jeff I can’t take this any more! Its a constant battlefield at my house and the only way of escaping is by me and my little brother sneeking out and hanging out at a grocery store about a mile away. My mom constantly talks about how I hemorrhage her money wise and I guess I’m the cuz of every fucking little problem in her life. She constantly drunk and spent my bithday money on alcohol and ciggeretts.my dad is a bitch who doesnt help my mom at all.he sits around all day and has a gambling addiction. He takes from everyone. He steals money from me and my little brother and just this weak we couldn’t afford food till today and I gusse my father was hiding food from the rest of my family.
Now to the physical harm..no its not that they hit me they do somthing worse.
My dad constently is makeing coments about how much I eat.he makes constent jokes about my wheight and teases me to,the point where I just don’t eat. My mom is always taking my clothes and whering them and then will brag about how they fit her to her co-workers. She acts like a complet slut and says things like “look I’m so much littler than you” and “there kinda thight on her but fit me JUST RIGHT.”
It makes me feel horribel…
And because of that I now take up to 20 diet pills every day. Most I’ve ever taken in one day was 40 pills. I take them befor every meal, or sometimes when I feel upset. Jeff I can’t take it ANYMORE. I’m gonna call you on the 1st okay? I rly need someone I can talk to about all this. Message me when you get this please.