Dear Diary,

I hope whoever reads this, even though he/she wasn’t supposed to, is in the right mind to feel and understand what I go through.

I have one stupid mother; an ignorant dad; one demanding, self- conceded, abusive, user brother; one dyslexic, disrespectful little brother; and a half sister who is undefined for your own good.

They’re all against me.

They love me.

They want to mold me into what they want.

I’m not so sure what to think.

Can I really forget about everything that they’ve done to me?

Can whatever they call, “love” cover it up?
Ttyl Diary