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Family Rage
I don't know why I have to deal with this s**t family. My mom asks me to do everything for her. Even holding her stuff so she can walk from one room to the other. I don't give a ********, I literally do not care. But, I'm forced to care. I have grown up to help her since I was 11.
Sometimes I just want to run away and disappear from their lives, but no I can't because I don't like to hurt people's feelings.
How the ******** do I live like this?! I just want to be happy and not take care of my family anymore.