I love my boyfriend , but sometimes I want to smack the life out of him. Aren’t boyfriends supposed to be supportive and understanding? I’m struggling with depression and anxiety. He says he understands, but why does he insist on getting mad with me when I’m upset? I suppose since he says everything is just in my head and I’m making it all up, that I should start paying HIM to be my therapist. Everyone makes me angry where I live. It feels like I’m being used by family and friends. No one to talk to. So I stay at home every day, by myself. My brother is doing drugs he shouldn’t be. My grandparents are getting old so every day I worry about when they’re going to die on me. Family comes in for thanksgiving only 1 time a year. We all get together, then fight about who owns the rights to what part of some land, extremely gay. Some family. Some friends. Some boyfriend.
