Tonight Im having dinner with my family and we all went to the living room. There were only 5 seats when there where 6 of us(grandparents, mom, stepdad, brother, and myself). I was chosen to sit on the floor at the coffee table. My stepdad started yelling at me to move because I was in the way of the tv. I asked him where I would sit, since someone would have me in front of them, and he just started yelling at me. Calling me a spaz, mocking me. I grabbed my things and moved to the kitchen, where I ate dinner alone.

Fast forward an hour, no one, not even my mother came to see how Im doing. I can hear them talking about me, saying Im fat. How I eat everything in the house, Im a pig. Im ungrateful, Im not right basically.

I struggle enough in school as it is. Why can't they just love me? Why cant they just accept me as I am? Acknowledge me? It hurts.