There comes a point in life where your family just pushes you too far.
They push you too far, even when you try so hard to keep them happy, to help around the house and to just do what your family wants you to do.
And those moments, where they talk down to you, make you feel like absolute shit, and just belittle your every decision, is when you feel your whole world crumbling down.
it makes you stop and think, what am I actually doing in my life and who am I actually doing it for? because all I’ve done so far hasn’t made me happy and it clearly isn’t making you happy, so what’s the point? Why is nothing I do ever good enough, for anyone, especially those who are supposed to love you?
And that’s the biggest wake up call.. when your family, the people who are supposed to love you can’t really appreciate anything you do, and who can’t even acknowledge how much they hurt you, then how alone are you really…
sick of it all.