Fudge
Fuuuuuuuuck.
I think my mom is mad at me.
I'm not mad but I'm a little sad.
So we were eating and I told my family what I felt.
(Btw, just to update you, they have been treating me as a joke and as if I wasn't hurt by it.)
So I told them about how I didn't like it and then mom made a joke about it, and then pushing me.
So I stormed out of there and went to my bedroom.
I played a little game on my phone to cool down and then went back.
I sat down and my mom said in Swedish: "-I'm going to leave now so that you don't have to be irritated by my presence."
I don't know wtf I'm going to do.
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