Posted on Nov, 23, 2009
Today, I was in a really good mood. Even though my mother is so mad at my sister and I for going away to college soon, she literally can’t go a day without causing an argument, or stomping around, or hiding away.
I was okay, and was brushing it all off.
Though somewhere, sometime… I’m thinking that it was around the time when I asked my mother about my birthday. She had promised me a trip then canceled it, and for that, I expected her to at least try to make it up to me.
So when I asked, “… Mommy? Are we doing anything for my birthday…?”
“Just figure out what you want to do and tell me.”
And that was it. She didn’t care enough to make plans for my birthday at all. She really doesn’t care.
And after that, I got a little upset, and hid in the shower for a long time. And somewhere in that time, I got really depressed about my looks, and my weight, and… everything else.
What did I do to be treated like this… I’m not a bad daughter…
And I look horrible~! I can hardly stand looking at myself~!