My brother and my mom both hate me. Living in this house has become worse than toucher, and they wont let me leave. Instead they have disided with out me that I have issues to deal with which I am off to a srink... i don't even feel like I live in this world any more, it more like the world is living around me, I'm just that black spot in the middle. I really don't want analyzed by a person who probibly has more problems than I do. I mean I'm not going to tell this complete stranger that like I don't want to be here or talk or even attempt be happy for people who like refuse to be happy for me. I mean I am happy sometimes when they just leave alone when they stop yelling and cridasing, and througing me around. I like know, what it is to be happy I think I'm lucky like that there arn't many people who do but I do I've like been there, I'm just not always there, because the people who want to contorl me like don't let me be there. Fuck I just needed to get that off my cheast!