Speaking of braking point, i may or may not have almost grabbed a knife at four idiots who where pissing me off in my own dam house!
Two days in a row im tryong to watch my show. I couldnt watch in my room because they where upstairs, but downstairs they would go and i couldn't watch it down there. My mom wasnt around day two, i yelled at them and they where as rude as f*** with me, an older kid by at lest three years who also lived in the house they where screwing with me in.
To top it off my paremts, who rarly notice my braking point or dression/other mental problems, let them stay over after they said no because my sister was being a brat who has to have it her way!
Had i not had earbuds and music i would be hidding four bodies probley or leaving the contrary. Sorry, but i was losing it! Litterly my cuz didn't say anything funny, just relate, and i started laughing like a spyco.
Still refuse meds to remind you, so how i am not in jail, an asylum, or something of the sort, is byond my compression.
I should have known this point would come after laughing became more common, my temper has worsen, and i refuse medicines. Hell i want to get a theropy pet because, like music, animals help me with all my problems, but my family doesn't want a new pet. . . Should i even bother with the anxity attack just to try and explain why the hell i want a new pet? They rarly listen to me and what i have to say anyway.
Please tell me your thoughts on what i should do, im at a major crossroads and i cant pick what way to travel.
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Randomthis is my rantd and venting book, so please dont mind it or my insanity in it. i cant help that i am the way i am, and i need respect and support on that from you guys who im trusting. If im betrayed one more time though i dont think i can ever t...
