Mom, again.

My mother slapped me again. Another remarkable event again.

How I wish my mother will ********. I know this is really unfilial and all of you will judge me but this is the
place for me to rant and let me know my feelings do exist and not just covering it under the blanket.

I am so sick and tired of this game called Life.

She scratched, slapped, hit, push, cane. You name it, she did it.

If i tell this to the doctors, the only viable and best solution that they have in mind is to admit me and they
think oh wow admission is the best and most helpful tool for her problem but they don't see that that's
just avoiding the problem.

ADMISSION =/ RECOVERY

More like, relapse.

JUST CANT BE BOTHERED ANYMORE.