I'm done... comepletely.

I'm done with you being the reason I can't have sustained happiness.

I'm done with you guys  being fake es pretending everything is okay when you know good and ing well it's not. It's you, my ing parents, who cause me to feel like everyday.

I moved out of mom's house because of the way she treated me. And what now? She's treating me even worse.

I suppose you want me to move out of your house too?

I tried talking to you about it, but everyone wants to be in denial. I've cried, I've hurt myself, I've hurt others. I have nothing left.

I hardly even have the energy to harbor all this ing anger that I've been holding inside.

This isn't me getting this off my chest, because I've been saying this since the day I moved in.. almost 2 ing years ago. I don't feel any better when I write stuff down, or just talk to someone about it. It doesn't help because I haven't solved anything or come to terms with anything. I've simply just spoken or written words. 

Since you won't get me any sort of help, I'll just move out.

, I'll get ing emancipated if I have to.

Why go to such an extremity? 

Because if no one wants to do what should be done for me, I'll ing do it myself.

Thanks for everything.