Between a Rock and a Hard Place
I have absolutely nobody to talk to about anything, so I must release my anguish in this blog. I am getting so sick of my parents. I realize that this sounds harsh, but you have absolutely no idea what it is like. Things have only gotten worse.
In my mom's eyes, my dad cannot do anything right. In my dad's eyes, my mom is always up to something What do they do? They come to me and tell me about the problems. I have nobody to tell about these problems, and many of the problems I cannot tell.
I don't know what to do. The pressure is getting to me, and I don't think I can handle this anymore. I am about ready to just leave and let them battle it out for themselves. I don't care if they kill each other, I have to get out of here. There is no if, and's or but's about it.
My mother is quite controlling and overprotective. A deadly combination for anyone. My dad is mentally abusive. I joke, but it is a miracle that I am not a serial killer. Heck, it is only by the grace of God that I have not killed myself, and if they do not stop complaining to me about their problems, I don't know if I will be able to survive.
I have prayed that God will fix my family, and actually make us a family again. However, I don't see that happening any time soon. I haven't lost my faith in God, but I don't know if I can keep up with this. WON'T THEY LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THEIR PROBLEMS. I AM TIRED OF IT.
I don't know what to do. I just want to disappear off of the face of the earth.