i hate when she comes home and takes her anger out on me just because she had a shit day at work i hate that i can't feel any ****ing emotions around her and have to bottle it up or she'll yell at me. i hate when i try telling her i didn't sleep last night and that im tired, not giving her attitude, then she tells me shes tired and i have no right to be. i hate that she stresses me out so much i can't find the motivation to do things i like or even eat. i hate that she forces me to talk to her when i just want to be alone i hate when she calls me lazy and gross for not seeing the point in getting up i hate when she says im a 'bigger girl' and i have to work on it when she herself is hitting 400. i hate that no matter what, i know im not going to be the 'daughter' she wants because im not the perfect, blonde hair, blue eyes, hourglass thats my sister. i hate when she complains to me about oh woe is her then when i try to talk to her she blows me off and tells me i have nothing to be overwhelmed abou

t i hate that she makes me her little errand boy, running around the house getting things she could get with her perfectly normal working legs, for god's sake women the box was a only on your night next to your nightstand you could have gotten it yourself. i hate when she belittles me and calls me pathetic i hate that she doesn't even use the right pronouns. my mother has admitted to being Toxic but has never done anything to fix it.