DISCLAIMER: If you hate me, I advise you to leave.
This post is meant for me to tell you guys something about life, so don’t try to hurt my feelings, and point things out again. I will be deleting the mom post, because I guess you didn’t like me dissing on Asian parents. FYI, I’m ASIAN. Full Asian. Not Indian. Not Chinese. Korean. My last name is Kim, I told you to read the whole thing, but some people don’t listen. Now, you have to read the whole thing to understand the whole concept of my life.
Do you guys remember when I posted that “I Need Some Comfort” post? You guys were really supportive, and I appreciate that. Although, my recent post, someone doesn’t really seem to like it. I haven’t made this clear. I am going through tough times, where my mom has anger issues, and my parents aren’t talking to each other. Don’t make me cry from a stupid comment. Some of you might have your moms and dads together, but for me, it’s different hanging out with one parent at different times. The world isn’t what you think it is. My sister’s friend, who is in second grade, is going to be moving over to her dad. Her parents divorced a couple weeks ago, and she said she wants to die. She brought a stuffed animal in to represent her going to her dad. What will happen to the mother? Things aren’t what they seem, don’t try to make life perfect. When I said I disliked my mother, I really meant it, because she seems like the worst mother ever. She embarrasses me at public places. She torments me in front of my siblings, and leaves me crying in my sleep. It’s hard going to school the next day, or waking up the next day, because you feel dreaded inside. You don’t know what’s going to happen. Anything can happen, and that’s not a good line. Eva, from “MyLifeAsEva” recently posted a “book video” talking about what will happen in that book. It’s called, “I am a Victim of Sexual Assault”. It is a story based off of her being raped in high school, which is a true story. Like I said, things happen. Parents fight, people get hurt, and so on. You think everything is perfect to someone’s life, but really, it’s not. Let’s say your friend is going through a tough time. She doesn’t talk about it, and says, “I’m fine”. Do you really believe her? I won’t. Ask them again and again and again. If not, tell an adult. It’s okay just to poke in their business a bit if they won’t spill. Everyday, about 3,000 people commit suicide from their stupid lives.
If you want to be pointing out things I said, quit it. That “My Mom is the Worst” post was about spilling out my anger. Don’t point things out. Don’t. I am a tween, who is growing up. I’m learning. You don’t have to teach me anything. “If you didn’t have a mom, you wouldn’t be here”. Seriously? Someone wrote this in my comment section. That’s NOT what I am trying to address here! I am telling you I hate my mother! Is that so hard to understand? I don’t think so, coming from the fact that all of you guys are older than me. I know, my mother immigrated here, and I get it. It’s not easy speaking a different language, but, really? You want a mother FORCING you to help her with English when you have, what, 8 things to do for the next day of school? Honestly, she tells me to do homework, and then the next thing you know, she scolds at you to come over to her room, waste 5 minutes, that could have been used for one math page, maybe even one math page and two questions, and asks to fix her grammar mistakes? Oh please, do your own things! I know she works very hard, but I can’t. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that I don’t have time.
I am getting stressed on blogging, and I will move on from hate. All hate will go to spam, I will be checking comments today. If you don’t like me, unfollow my blog. What are you doing here then? Leave. Go. You hate me now that I talked about how much I hate my mom. I appreciate what my mom has done, and I love her, but sometimes, I don’t. I hope you can understand now.