She treats me like a parasite | albinolapineredqueen's Blog

Once again, my mom told me to quit eating so much, when I'm really not, and threatened to lock the fridge. Then again she bitched about me not having a job. Well excuse me that most places are online, and that a lot of places in the area are not looking for anyone. The places that still do it old school, I can print out the app but sorry if I don't feel comfortable leaving me room when either my sister is home or when there's someone I don't know sleeping downstairs. It also seems like she doesn't quite understand that not only do I have social problems, but my anxiety is constantly preventing me from "real world" things. In my eyes, it seems like she doesn't treat me like a member of the family. At least Cinderella had a fairy godmother to make everything alright. Where's my fairy godmother? Sure, I have a husband, but there's really nothing he can do since he is depending on me keep him warm, clean his clothes, feed him, and make sure he stays alive. Right now, my husband is like an injured animal that I am trying to protect and help.

I need someone to rescue us. I need someone to be our fairy godparent.