I just feel like I am being pushed to ricochet and be like my parents in ways I don't like. They keep insulting me. Like, I think they are being too picky to my dad @ how he looks. He's a guy, though. Why pay so much attention to him with such a result? Like, I'm looked at like a tub of lard. My parents are very different. I kinda try to mold myself with my own ideas. I start with a positive desire. I don't start with them.
It's important cuz when they do it it just digs into my nerves and I can't seem to function. I just get upset at how my life is shitted at all the time. I have to leave. I don't have a life, too, though.