kimora morris
Stories (1/0)
the household.
sitting here in despair, while I write this story with constant tears rolling down my face. I ask myself everyday heavy heartedly, "why me? " " why do I have to go through this?" its just as if the pain had a toll on me. I'm only 16, I should be somewhere having fun with my friends but yet, here I am in my dark room writing about my hurt. I know that living in this HOUSEHOLD will only bring me pain, with my mom toxic actions, my siblings dreadful, and deceitful ways. Sometimes I feel as if I deserve to feel this way, but that's only because of my mother belittling ways. My mother come off as this kind, caring women to other people in her space, yet she's an imposter in my eyes. I am her only child that feels this way about her because I'm the one she hates the most.
By kimora morris2 years ago in Psyche