Why the fuck do I waste my time on people who don’t even care about me.

me: hey mum do you need help with-
mum: no
me: are you sure?
mum: yes i'm sure go away
*goes away*
mum: OH MY GOD NO BODY IN THIS HOUSE HELPS ME OH DEAR GOD WHY HAVE YOU GIVEN ME THIS FAMILY. NONE OF YOU APPRECIATE ME AND IT KILLS ME. I WORK MY ASS OFF. I CAN'T EVEN GET A BIT OF HELP IN THIS DAMN HOUSE.
me:

I can’t wait for the day my life actually works out in a good way.

I’m so tired of being used, and then when I’m not needed anymore, forgotten about. I guess nice people do finish last because I sure as hell never wind up in first place.

Gonna go cry myself to sleep now. Bye.

I can’t wait to graduate. I’m not gonna talk to any of those assholes again. Out of the handful of people I actually liked they’re starting to drop like flies.
You’d think after everything I do I’d you know maybe get a little bit of respect but apparently that’s too much to ask for.