I got home a little while ago and within a few minutes my mom and stepdad got into a huge shouting argument. A really bad one. Why does everyone I know have to argue with everyone else I know? Why does everyone I know have to hate everyone else I know? I’m so tired of all the arguing, I hate it. I try and pretend I don’t exist. It never works. I like coming home, but always someone is yelling at someone else. At least at the condo I don’t have to hide in my room and try to not exist to get away from the arguing.
It hurts me inside me.