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missmeyet
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- Apr 28, 2026
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I hate my parents. Not because I believe they are bad people, but because they don't see the version of me I need them to see. They could be angels to me, and I would still reject their kindness because I've already given up on recovering. They're supposed to hate me, not cottle me. And the thing is, the more they do, the more I'm convinced I'm a shitty person. So it's this dumb loop of me trying to get them to hate me and me feeling worse in return. I could cut myself up, and it still wouldn't account for the things I've put them through and it isn't fair. I don't understand why they won't give up on me when I've already made the decision that I'd die before they'll convince me of anything.