you know the post from 6 hours ago about how im making strawberry shortcake… yeah that’s still going on.
I swear I feel like killing my whole family and then myself rn. How can they be so insensitive. I put my blood sweat and tears into making shortcake for them. I am on the verge of a mental breakdown. And they treat me so mean.
Saying stuff like “be faster” “make sure it doesn’t burn” “gosh you’re doing it wrong” “wow you’re so bad at this haha” “lol it looks like shit” I swear I’m so done. I ask my sister to take over part of the job for me because I need a rest, you know what she does… she tells me no. Very rudely. She even gave me a look. I’m done. I’m crying for 10 years then jumping out the window (we’re on the 1st floor) and running off until I eventually meet my untimely demise for no reason because I’m a weakling.
Pls save me.