[FeistyMidget]

No, I'm not okay. I don't think you love me.

I seek attention and compliments elsewhere because I don't get any from you. This makes me sound like a spoiled brat, I know, but I'm not. I'm really not. I just want to know that you care about me. You have made me cry more times then I can count. I want to be strong. I want to not let this affect me. But... I can't. I really can't. All my yelling and screaming that makes you yell back at me and make fun of me to everyone else behind my back... don't you see!?!? Don't you see that's the ONLY way I can get attention from you? I'm NOT a spoiled, self-absorbed brat. I'm not! I... I love you. Do you love me, too? Do you? Sometimes I don't know. I don't think I can keep up this act anymore. Please. Please. I need you. I want these feelings that you hate me and don't care about me to go away. We fight every day, mommy. I know we do, and I know you're tired of it. I am, too. But... you spend all your time cleaning, or with Jeremy and Thomas, and you'd never look my way if we didn't fight. And daddy... you're never home. Except for in the mornings. When we're at school. And you don't come home until after we go to sleep. I miss you.

I just want to know that you're proud of me.

Wow. That felt good.