The reason I’m depressed now is you.
I understand the past. I’ve reasoned it out. He was insane, you were blind, and that’s the cause for everything. People needed to speak up who were too afraid to, and now lives are ruined and lost. I find it amazing that your blindness and lack of concern for others didn’t make me hate you. You weren’t the victim so what makes you deserve the attention? You want to know what the problem is? Then try listening. When you yell and push me down and get angry for no reason but that I’m trying to help you, that’s the problem.When you lie and storm away and mock everything important, that’s the problem. When you tell me how I’m not good enough and I am destined to fail in life, that’s the problem. I shouldn’t be scrutinized for needing your support , you are supposed to be there for me. You may love me but you’re not good at expressing it. Obviously you love the television and Internet more than your own children.
I will give anything in life to be nothing like you.