I started to despise my family a while ago say pre pandemic times. My father took us to a shooting range. I was hesitant but thought it won't be so bad. I fired my first shot and I felt fear. Fear, sadness and guilt. After I finished my first round I was having...you guessed it! My first panic attack! Now instead of comforting me my dad decided to yell at me saying to fix my face and highschoolers don't cry and that it just a gun. My mom just stood there and said it was alright...yeah and not even a cup of water. She works in a doctor office...After we got in the car my brother started to joke about me murdering someone or shooting someone knowing darn well I hate getting shot and these were like during the riots. I was afraid of getting shot. My parents let it happen when I been taught my entire life that crying is ok! So yeah!

TELL THAT TO THE YOUNGEST OF THE FAMILY! I'M SURE SHE WON'T HAVE FEELINGS OF SELF DISGUST AND DISAPPOINTMENT OF HERSELF AND RESENTMENT! THEY CLAIM TO BE CHRISTIANS BUT JESUS WOULDN'T LET ME CRY ALONE! SO YEAH! THANKS A LOT GUYS! F*CK THE YOUNGEST UP! THAT WILL HELP HER A LOT IN LIFE!
I...I hate this world...
"Fix your face! Highschoolers don't cry!"
"Just calm down. He only means the best."
"Haha my sister gonna be a murderer!"