Ok, every minute I have to stand next to the lady called my mother I get so angry! I hate the fact that I had to put up with all her abuse and my dad let it happen. I hate even more the fact that I still have to live in their house due to lack of money. Every word that comes out of my parents mouth I hate! The minute they leave the house I feel peace. That lady who calls herself my mom is so aware she has always been neglectful that when people ask her about them she pretends to know all this things. That turns out to be a good thing for me because she doesn't get into mi life and that is perfect for me. I have so much anger towards her and I am always afraid of experssing it because people in the past have told me over and over that I am ungrateful, that my parents have done all these things for me and how they care and all that crap and that is nothing close to how I've felt all my life. God, I hate them do much!
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