Warning; Long fucking rant

Anyone who DARE fucking comment and say I'm being "emo" or any cute shit like that, prepare to have you ass blasted on, because I'm in the mood to rip someone a new asshole.

Let's start it from the top, shall we?

The changes over the years.
This has been a growing thing for years. 4 to be exact. All of a sudden, my 'mother' see's me as an assistant than a daughter.
And it's pissing me off more and more to a point where I'm actually thinking on going into a furious binge.
When Makani ((my infant brother)) was born ((he's premature))
Suddenly my mother lost all sense of identity of herself. And started to look up to other family members to 'find' herself again.....
People...
My mother used to be 'cool' by most standards.
Now she's the very yuppy, preppy, idiotic, stereotypical "bimbo" scum I absolutely DESPISE.
So let's see how orderly I can lay this out for you all to understand why/how I'm so pissed off and fed up.

The Tyrant's reign of terror
No Privacy-
Privacy is a huge issue with me. It's a natural thing to want to have YOUR space. YOUR sanctuary to recluse to to get some peace.
People. I don't have personal space which is a human NEED. My mother just barges into my room, doesn't knock or anything. I could be in the middle of changing clothes or even masturbating, and she'll still just walk in. If I bitch at her she'll just retort with "what the fuck do you have to hide? This is MY house."
My room is a mess, and it HAS to be. You wanna know why?
Because if it's all neat and orderly like she wants ((like I'd LIKE IT to be)) She'll rummage through my shit, trying to find something she wants. Or if she suspects anything.
There is no privacy in my home at all
even when I'm trying to shower, she'll just walk in to use the toilet. And she also uses my room as a storage space, since she has NO CONCEPTION OF THROWING SHIT OUT, OR TO STOP BUYING SHIT.
She likes to tuck things back into MY SPACE, because it's "her house"....


Labor Issues-
Honestly people. I'm a lazy gal. I wont lie, I enjoy my relaxation. But,if something needs done, I'll do it.
I do my own laundry, I make my own meals for the most part, when I have the money. I take care of MYSELF.
Honestly, I don't do many chores in the house because I don't feel that I should.
I don't eat much in this house, Anything I personally mess up, use, or dirty I will clean off and put back on my own.
I'm rarely even in the house for the most part.

My mother will just randomly come to my room, not giving a shit if I'm busy with something and DEMAND I do something.
Mainly her kitchen, or to vacuum.
The vacuum thing I have absolutely no qualms with. None at all.
The dishes I wouldn't be so fucking tweaked over if my "family" helped lighten the load for me a little. These people don't bother with rinsing their dishes. Why should they? Once their done, they're not going to have to deal with them again.
I'm the one who has to wash them 95% of the time.
They just leave old, uneaten food, or baby food, or formula, or tea, or whatever in their plates,bowls, and cups to mold or crust...
Then I'm the one who has to deal with it.
How would you feel, if you had to wash someone else's disgusting old ass dish that has something you DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IT IS in it?!??
Yeah...I think you'd be grossed out and pissed off too. And if I try to bitch or tell my "parents" about such, they merely retort with. "stop being dramatic" or "you'll have to wash dishes when you're in a restaurant working anyways, get used to it." Yeah...
At least with a restaurant I'll be washing dishes that are FRESHLY EATEN OFF OF. That wont have mold that could possibly contain salmonella or other molds and germs that could get me fucking SICK.

that, or sometimes. Just to be a bigger cunt, she'll be out and about and call on the phone and tell my father: I quote. "Tell Nichola that she needs to Dust,Vacuum, Clean the kitchen, and wash the dogs."
when I'm about to walk out the door to plans of which I made the night before....

And even after I work my best and hardest for these people, do I get a "thank you." or "Good work."
Nope.
They only complain that I didn't do it better. their house isn't going to look like a fucking picture from Homes & Gardens magazine. wake the fuck up out of la-la land. This house is fucking OLD. Made in the 50's old with little to no repairs done to it at all in the past years we've been in it.

Contradiction

Now, Say if I feel a bit resentful? and I don't feel like doing such work thrown at me on the random? Or maybe I'm busy and don't do them quite yet, and I lose track of time?

My mother will walk over to the modem, and unplug the cord to my computer's internet out.
I NEED MY INTERNET FOR POSSIBLE JOBS. To which she bitches at me nonstop about me getting one so I don't ask her for what little money I do ask her for in order to keep myself alive whenever I go out in order to job-hunt or do what's needed to keep the gears of my life going.

Anyways.
Yeah. she unplugs my internet, or. Even. Sometimes she'll do it RANDOMLY. If I ask why? she says I spend too much time online.
People, I will not candycoat this. I do spend a bit too much time online. And I've been fixing that. I go out more often now during the day and do things.
And honestly, My mother says I spend too much time online; when what the fuck has she been doing all day?
Sitting on her ass in front of a monitor, playing SIMS2, Bejeweled, or Majong online.

Then, when the last time such an issue of my internet came up; I flat out told her I've been going out more and she started to come up with EXCUSES, and contradiction herself.
What the fuck does she want?

She bitches about EVERYTHING.
When I go out too long/too much.
When I stay indoors too much.
When I stay on my computer too long/too much.

You know what she wants?
She wants me to clean HER house. She has the balls to call it HER house, when I complain about not having privacy.
Alright, bitchface.
clean your own fucking house.

The footsteps of her mother
My mother is becoming more and more like my grandmother. I fucking see it...
Difference with my grandmother is that she's been alone for 30 years+.
My mother bitches about EVERYTHING.
And when my friends are around, she has to HUMILIATE me in order to make herself look good.
Usually with showing off how "lazy" I am,or saying about how I never do anything, hence why her house is a wreck. Then laughing at me whenever I get pissed off, and tell her to shut the fuck up. Those time, it makes me want to bitchslap her, and I'm really getting closer to it with each occurrence.
Anything she really taught me when I was small, I notice she doesn't do it herself anymore.
great example mom...Ya fucking douche.

Oh, and her husband. her fucking husband.
I have never met a man with so much fucking depression/emotional issues.
He absorbs himself into his work in order to escape his nagging, bitch of a wife.
And the reason I hate him so much is because anytime I ask him small things. ((usually something about the work I'm stuck doing because his tyrant of a wife demanded me to))
he makes snide, hateful remarks to me. He fucking talks down to you, like your UNDER him.
I DO NOT PLAY THAT GAME.
I've had enough shitheads try it with me, I don't fly with it.
And like his wife, he DEMANDS respect, yet doesn't give it out.

You want respect from me?
Give it to me and I'll return it.

He doesn't EVER move from his own computer.
I actually sat there and counted the days he hadn't left the household.
3 weeks.
3...Fucking...Weeks...
And you know why he left the house after those three weeks? to buy more cigarettes to smoke
That's it.

and I spend too much time on a computer?



I'm still pissed off, yet my hands are tired of typing, and there's still SOOO much more shit I have to say....
I'll try to shorten this now....
I don't mind doing chores, people. That's not why I'm pissed off.
It's the fact that this woman doesn't respect me, AT ALL.
I wouldn't be so pissed if she would KNOCK before entering my room,To stay the fuck out of my bedroom and all my shit.
To understand that I DON'T enjoy being treating like a dumbass-slacker.
When I'm trying my hardest to succeed.

She doesn't realize the fucking monster she's becoming. And honestly, I'm saying fuck college and working on getting a job in order to MOVE OUT.







My deepest desire
Seriously, I already have most of my clothes packed up in boxes so when I leave, There wont be any hindrance at all.
I can already see it now.

I plan on deleting everyone in my contacts of the cellphone I have.
Cutting out my face in every picture in the house. And leaving a note.
dear 'Mother' and 'family'.
When I warned you that I was going to leave and that I hated you, you ignored me, making me lapse into angered silence..
Well, Now your Daughter- Ah. Excuse me.
ASSISTANT is no longer a part of your household nor relation.

Enjoy the silence.






And with that. I'll leave, and not look back.


I know 'burning the bridge' isn't a good idea. But I'm fucking done with it.
I'm seriously done with it.
I've tried all in my power to talk to them, to get them to notice, to get my family to understand....
They wont fucking listen.
And honestly, I'm seeing it's just better to break contact with them all together..




Now shut the fuck up and go away, ya shmucks.