I don't understand. You come and pick me up at work and start yelling at me in front of my boss and one of my
co-workers. I manage to get you to leave, and sit in the car trying not to cry on the way home.
Dad didn't say when I had to weed the flower beds. He said "You don't have to necessarily do it today or tomorrow, but you have to sometime this week". Yet he expected me to do it today?
Alright. I'M SORRY I'm clearly such a worthless person in your eyes. I'M SORRY nothing I do is right. I'M SORRY I constantly let you down. I'M SORRY that I make you so angry. I'M SORRY I'm clearly not skinny or pretty enough for you to be happy.
But.
I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU.
I HATE YOU for making me feel worthless. I HATE YOU for making me HATE myself. I HATE YOU for telling me I'll never amount to anything. I HATE YOU for being SO DAMN CONFUSING. I HATE YOU for not caring. I HATE YOU for not understanding. I HATE YOU for being irresponsible and not paying attention when you should.
LOOK AT ME. I am NOT OK. WHY can't you just see that? WHY can't you see I just want you to CARE? WHY can't you support me in the things I do? WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO DAMN MUCH?
What did I EVER do to deserve this from you?
Do I really hide things so well from you? Or do you just not care, at all?
I'm going to guess the latter is correct.