I’m sick of it all. Sick of the yelling, sick of the tears, sick of the counseling, sick of the arguments, sick of the blame games, sick of the lecturing, sick of the way I’m treated. I created if for myself, so whatever, but no one can force me to do anything.

I told them that I’m not doing it anymore, that I really want to stop, they don’t believe me and threaten the door off my room. But I mean what I say. God spoke to me in the most incredible way on the weekend, and I tell them this. I tell them that I want to move on, want to discover my what my future holds, but they don’t listen. They don’t care about the steps I’ve made, even though they say they do. They just say I need to get counseling and that I can’t leave my door closed. They just guilt trip me about everything, then lecture me about school. I’m just so sick of it all.

I try talking to God, I try, but the fighting, tears and lectures just throw me over the edge, and once again, I tell them this, but they just don’t listen.

I’m just so sick of it all.