I'm 14 and I have more sense than anyone in my whole family. First I got banned from Forsaken (by banned I mean I'm not allowed to play it, I could join the game if I wanted), it sucked but it's no big deal. The reason was the new killer (Sixer iykyk). Then almost got banned from Dandy's World, still no idea why. Now my Dad is banning me from Roblox entirely because of bad people on there. Sure bud, lame excuse. "You're too old for stuffed animals." (Adults collect plushies btw) "You're too young to be scrolling through YouTube." (iPad kids btw) Make up your mind, is 14 a child or adult. My brother came into my room crying because we can't play Roblox anymore. I'm just done speaking to my Dad. I was making progress on getting Bassie too. Honestly, _ your stupid opinions. If you're not telling me how anything could possibly happen if I can't chat and all I ever do is play Dandy's World and BFDIA with my brother, then why should I listen to you? I'm still making a Dandy's World AU, still making a Forsaken AU. Until I'm told how the actual _ any bad people could communicate with me if I can't chat or read chat, I'm not listening to anything my dad says. _ my stupid parents. If you're not going to talk to or comfort me or let me do anything or show the decent sense and logic a human being needs to survive, I don't give a _ what you think. BFDI it is. If my parents won't comfort me then it's One. And if they wonder why I'm using a fictional character for comfort, they can learn to use a mirror. I still go to God for comfort, One is my comfort character.
If I'm going to talk about my Dad I might as well talk about my Mom. In two words: she left. She moved out of the house. Stopped taking care of me and my siblings, and left us with our Dad. Then she moved back in. Or dare I say: invited herself back into MY home and invaded MY space. I moved into the basement bedroom, painted the walls blue. (Blue is my favorite color.) She instantly went and decorated it with blue and pink flowers without my permission. That hurts a LOT more than it probably seems. Then she put a sticker on my mirror that says "you matter." "What's so bad about that? That's nice!" Come on, if you're going to say something like that, it better be true, she doesn't believe that. She lives in MY house and STILL doesn't take care of me, doesn't teach me. I had to learn to wash my hair on my own because she failed to teach me how to. And then SHE complains to everyone about how my hair is always greasy. She used to comfort me when I came home crying about the horrible girls at school, and now she's one of them. She complains about her coworkers and then acts just like them. She treats me so nicely around her friends and as soon as we get home, she stops acting. If I seem upset, my dad lets me choose to talk, my mom yells at me until I talk. Apologies, Mother. You wanted to know what's on my mind? Well if I told you, I WOULD JUST BE YELLING BACK. IF THIS WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR "MOTHER?" HOW I REALLY FEEL ABOUT YOU? I want to scream at her, honestly. I remember my grandpa died, my Mom's dad. I care about him, I love him. But I barely reacted. I cried at the funeral because everyone was sad, which made me sad. But tbh, I didn't really feel sad about it. But my Mom on the other hand uses her dead dad as an excuse for me to shut vp. "You can't be crying, I don't even have a dad anymore." -Her exact words. I can cry about what I want, l0ser. ^^ If you read this far, thanks for your patience, I appreciate it.
