Okay so, Today my mom and my brother got into it about him not going to school.
It got really bad and stuff. Then like 4 hours ago, my brother just came to my room, and gave me a goodbye.
I asked what he meant, he told me he was leaving. I didn't know what to do or say. Even if I said, stay. He wouldn't stay. So he left my room, and closed the door. Then like 1 minute , I heard him and my mom arguing about him leaving.
Then 3 minutes passed by, I went to see the situation. All I see is my mom crying to someone on the phone, and the door wide open. I couldn't believe she let him leave. I just can't believe this shvt.
I ran out to go get him but he was already gone.
I've been crying to the point where my head feels like my brain is about to break through.
My mom seems so sure he will come back, but I'm not too sure.
Now,my mom is talking to my dad. And they are sitting here, laughing and all cheery and stuff. Like WTF.
Can we all go back to the part where my brother just left?
Not trying to seem like an attention seeker, but no one seems to ask about how I feel.
Not one "It's going to be okay" was handed out to me tonight. It makes me feel like as it's like this
"Who cares about ,Panda?"
I think my mom is going to send us to live with our dad. I can't live with him.
You guys don't understand. I can't freaking live where he lives.
It's a place infested with molesters and rapist.
Just thinking about last time, I lived with him. Makes me want to go kill myself , A.S.A.P
Most people will probably post
"why are you telling us"
"Point of this thread"
I just want some input on this and like advice, and to be honest.
At least some damn comfort. Geesh, Ain't even get a damn hug tonight. Hell, when my brother left. He just said bye. No, nice I love you so much speech. U_U
FML.FML.FML.