Mom: You act like your life sucks but it
doesn't you get everything you want you ungrateful
child.
Me: Actually, life does suck. Every single
day I drag around want to die and feeling alone. I get laughed at
and picked on a lot. I stay up at night crying wishing I could be
skinny and pretty like everyone else around me. I don't have
the energy to do anything anymore and all I want to do is sleep.
I'm slowly being sucked into this vortex of sadness and
loneliness, but you don't seem to care. So just because you
buy me things that I want doesn't mean I have the best life
ever and that I'm happy. You're the one that told
me money doesn't buy you happiness.
