MindFrog
:Professional Hypocrite:
- Nov 19, 2020
- 723
This neighborhood has been hell to me and my parents dont believe it until we got a camera installed.
They've been bullying me before I stopped going outside and continued to do so but everytime I talk to my family, they tell me I'm just "going crazy".
It's absurd. I got old and young people yelling outside how "stupid I am for being scared of people/unemployed/ single? or whatever script of the week they have. It's like someone's been feeding them info I dont tell anyone.
They knew the only time I eat and would peer thru the windows just to see.
The cam even caught some waiting outside my room window peeking in late hours but I put a mattress on it.
This month was the worst tho. Somehow they knew i've attempted and kept talking about how I should do it already. They even teach kids to say it infront of our house.
People I don't even know, that I don't even talk to. Somehow I've become the Town spectacle and they're waiting for my body to be carted outside.
But what do my parents say? Go to counseling! It's all in my head anyways right?
I'm so fucking tired of proving myself even right this moment. God if I had gun, I dont think I could only shoot myself anymore. I'm so fucking angry.
They've been bullying me before I stopped going outside and continued to do so but everytime I talk to my family, they tell me I'm just "going crazy".
It's absurd. I got old and young people yelling outside how "stupid I am for being scared of people/unemployed/ single? or whatever script of the week they have. It's like someone's been feeding them info I dont tell anyone.
They knew the only time I eat and would peer thru the windows just to see.
The cam even caught some waiting outside my room window peeking in late hours but I put a mattress on it.
This month was the worst tho. Somehow they knew i've attempted and kept talking about how I should do it already. They even teach kids to say it infront of our house.
People I don't even know, that I don't even talk to. Somehow I've become the Town spectacle and they're waiting for my body to be carted outside.
But what do my parents say? Go to counseling! It's all in my head anyways right?
I'm so fucking tired of proving myself even right this moment. God if I had gun, I dont think I could only shoot myself anymore. I'm so fucking angry.