silentcries:
There’s absolutely nothing wrong in my life, the only thing would be that some of the guys in my group are jerks and my mum likes to scream at me.
That’s it.
But yet, I’m always so depressed, I have no reason to be.
I have the most amazing friends,
Actually, it could be the fact that my sister is always so depressed lately and she takes all her anger out on me by screaming at me, then I get annoyed, and then mum will start screaming at me.
I hate it.
She won’t tell me what’s wrong.
We used to tell eachother everything.
Why did we have to drift so fucking far whilst growing?
Actually you know what I just realised?
I was always close to my sister, mum and dad.
Now I’m close to none of them.
I used to tell my sister every secret,
Now I don’t dare,
Cause straight to Mum she’ll go.
And I’m so sick of that.
Why can’t she just be an older sister who gives advice,
Not one who’s like, ‘OMG I’M TELLING MUM!’
I mean, I miss being close to her.
And Mum.
We used to sit and watch a movie together, or dance around like idiots to music together, or shed even come to a movie with me.
Now she never has the time.
Fucking bullshit.
You got plenty of time,
I’m just obviously not a top priority anymore,
All you care about is making the house sparkling clean to impress Dori.
Well news flash Mum,
NOTHINGS EVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM!
I thought you should have learnt that by now.
And Dad,
I don’t know what happened there.
I guess cause we moved to Sydney.
And you stayed in Tea Gardens.
Then I only saw you for a week of every holidays.
And for some reason that week has turned into 2 or 3 days every 2 holidays.
You just stopped calling randomly to say hi.
You don’t call much during holidays, only every couple of holidays to see when I was coming up.
But when I’m there, you don’t want me to leave.
God you’re confusing.
I guess, I just regret my life.
I wish I could live it some other way.
I wish my family was different,
To tell the truth,
I wish my family was together.
This post was only supposed to say ‘I hate being so depressed all the time and not knowing why’, but its kind of exapanded.
my dad is happy. his happy when he needs to be. just stop bitching about him
and if you werent on the phone all the time or on the computer msning, tumblring and tagging then you might realised his not always fustrated