Flau
i'm so done lmao
- Dec 30, 2019
- 75
I freaking hate my family. I hate them. I truly do. I can not stand them. It hurts, it HURTS
Shit.
...
I just got beaten up by my family yet again. Why, you might ask? The answer is simple - i ate food. Yeah, that's right. I ate the god damn food. When my mother was leaving the house with my sister leaving me to babysit (my daily chore, as if it's my child) she said they left me some food in the kitchen in case I get hunry. I was, because ultimately i just got woken up by them yet again and not gonna lie but i was starving after 2 days not eating at all.
So I did that.
Just to realize that when they came back home my stupid 16yo sister would start hysterically crying over a plate of food they left for me. Turns out, it wasn't fully mine, it was supposed to be split between us. I was never told so. I didn't know and I apologized just to get a bunch of bad words in my face with a dirty plate being thrown at me, following by: "you are cleaning the entire house now i don't give a shit". So my middle sister that is literally 4 years younger than me, but hella taller is manipulating me, blackmailing and framing, no matter what it is - she sure will make a hella deal about it.
(Just to be clear, they decided not to leave me any food for 2 days straight and wouldn't let me go out nor order food for myself and I was pretty pissed)
So I ended up defending myself. I was yelling back that they should stop treating me like a dogshit unless they don't want to pay for it when the time is right.
Things got very loud and heated.
My mother obviously defended my bitch of a sister, they both wouldn't accept my apology, wouldn't hear me out.
I couldn't stand it. I needed to say the things i wanted to say. I wanted to let them know that at my age I should be able to have my personal space, money, respect and a plate of food. Like ffffck if you take all my earned money away, bully me, attack when I said nothing wrong, how the hell do you expect me to be okay with it?...
I couldn't stop. I kept on screaming. I just...
My mother stopped calling me by my name a long time ago. She calls me by my surname. "Hey you, ******" that kind of a thing. She did exactly the same thing now. Came up to me, hit me in the head and went up to hug my sister. I was shocked.
I took one step closer towards her to tell her that she will never see the end of it soon. But... It's just me and my life that is going to follow these words. Both of them got up and started beating the crap out of me. Violently. I had to fight back so I won't get my face ruined.
"Get out of this house! You prostitute! " - but hey mom, it's actually MY house and I'm a virgin
"You are not my daughter anymore! I can't believe you did this" - i thought i wasn't your daughter ever since you said that when I was 7, plus all I did is...eat.
"You are a horrible sister! Double faced bitch!" - but... I cared for you and it wasn't me who talked behind my own back about my secrets, it was you.
... nevermind. it's.. a long story with a lot of stuff to explain... anyway
Shortly after I hear from them that it was me who started it. I threw the plate, I harassed my sister, started the fight and they never expected me to become such a monster. Now every family member believes it and bullies me further, for raising a hand at my disabled mother (she is not, but i am) and at my little sister (the sister that is 20cm talled than me and twice stronger).
I have nowhere to go. The money I earn they take away. They say to get out, but next second hide the keys. I have nothing to eat and they call me rich. The second I stand for myself... I get beaten up. And... Guess what... In my country family abuse is okay. Since 2017 the law is no longer. It's okay to beat up your daughter over the plate of food she ate after being a Cinderella for 20 years. It's okay to ruin her life and her health over nonsense. Keep at it. I love it. And I want to die now.
Shit.
...
I just got beaten up by my family yet again. Why, you might ask? The answer is simple - i ate food. Yeah, that's right. I ate the god damn food. When my mother was leaving the house with my sister leaving me to babysit (my daily chore, as if it's my child) she said they left me some food in the kitchen in case I get hunry. I was, because ultimately i just got woken up by them yet again and not gonna lie but i was starving after 2 days not eating at all.
So I did that.
Just to realize that when they came back home my stupid 16yo sister would start hysterically crying over a plate of food they left for me. Turns out, it wasn't fully mine, it was supposed to be split between us. I was never told so. I didn't know and I apologized just to get a bunch of bad words in my face with a dirty plate being thrown at me, following by: "you are cleaning the entire house now i don't give a shit". So my middle sister that is literally 4 years younger than me, but hella taller is manipulating me, blackmailing and framing, no matter what it is - she sure will make a hella deal about it.
(Just to be clear, they decided not to leave me any food for 2 days straight and wouldn't let me go out nor order food for myself and I was pretty pissed)
So I ended up defending myself. I was yelling back that they should stop treating me like a dogshit unless they don't want to pay for it when the time is right.
Things got very loud and heated.
My mother obviously defended my bitch of a sister, they both wouldn't accept my apology, wouldn't hear me out.
I couldn't stand it. I needed to say the things i wanted to say. I wanted to let them know that at my age I should be able to have my personal space, money, respect and a plate of food. Like ffffck if you take all my earned money away, bully me, attack when I said nothing wrong, how the hell do you expect me to be okay with it?...
I couldn't stop. I kept on screaming. I just...
My mother stopped calling me by my name a long time ago. She calls me by my surname. "Hey you, ******" that kind of a thing. She did exactly the same thing now. Came up to me, hit me in the head and went up to hug my sister. I was shocked.
I took one step closer towards her to tell her that she will never see the end of it soon. But... It's just me and my life that is going to follow these words. Both of them got up and started beating the crap out of me. Violently. I had to fight back so I won't get my face ruined.
"Get out of this house! You prostitute! " - but hey mom, it's actually MY house and I'm a virgin
"You are not my daughter anymore! I can't believe you did this" - i thought i wasn't your daughter ever since you said that when I was 7, plus all I did is...eat.
"You are a horrible sister! Double faced bitch!" - but... I cared for you and it wasn't me who talked behind my own back about my secrets, it was you.
... nevermind. it's.. a long story with a lot of stuff to explain... anyway
Shortly after I hear from them that it was me who started it. I threw the plate, I harassed my sister, started the fight and they never expected me to become such a monster. Now every family member believes it and bullies me further, for raising a hand at my disabled mother (she is not, but i am) and at my little sister (the sister that is 20cm talled than me and twice stronger).
I have nowhere to go. The money I earn they take away. They say to get out, but next second hide the keys. I have nothing to eat and they call me rich. The second I stand for myself... I get beaten up. And... Guess what... In my country family abuse is okay. Since 2017 the law is no longer. It's okay to beat up your daughter over the plate of food she ate after being a Cinderella for 20 years. It's okay to ruin her life and her health over nonsense. Keep at it. I love it. And I want to die now.