well sweet.

well let me tell you. my mom is freaking awesome. i went to kenton this weekend with my boyfriend. the whole way home my mom was texting me and telling me what a horrible daughter i am. according to her i am bipolar and i am the worst daughter ever. a disappointment. I am probably one of the best teenagers by farrrr. i don't partyyy all the time. i am a good kid and try really hard despite my depression and my chronic anxiety. my mom is making me pay rent. now for my friend's birthday party this weekend, i will not have money for the limo or the dinner, so i have to sit at home until the actual party. its stupid. she says im choosing him over my family. but it has nothing to do with my boyfriend. the only person it has to do with is her and her critisizing me and always telling me how i mess up constantly. i hate being home. and my mom thinks it's because im always with my boyfriend which im not. i see him like twice a weeek. and my friends and my boyfriend treat me ten times bettter than my family does. my dad blames everything that goes wrong in his life on me. he even admits it. my mom blames her failing relationship and the fact that she hates her life is my fault. im over it.... i have a good life. i don't care what she says.