The stress of my life
Feeling the horrible lump in my stomach that is a combination of butterflies and fire. It is weighing me down. I just imagine how much easyer my life would be without the one causing it. She is my step mother. My "superior" as it is silently referred to when I am at my dads. They dont say it, but you can see it through the way they act. In my opinion, she has not earned my respect. She has problems that she always seems to take out on me. Dads whole side of the family thinks that she treats me right. NOWAY! That is the complete oposite. She was a nanny and think that she knows everything about kids but I can say one think to that...NO! She does not get things that she pretends to.I dont think she treats me right, my family(at home) does not think that she treats me right, my english teacher( who I talk to about this) does not think that she treats me right, my therapist does not think that she treats me right. I can see my step mother completely protesting this, saying that I lied to them to make her sound worse. WRONG! This is completely the truth. This is one of the only places that I can express myself. My diary works but I have so many words that I have to say that my hand gets cramped. I have my mother but one person can only give so much advice. My step mother would have a huge cow if she heard me saying this about her( sometimes it seems like she hates the truth) over at dads.Well, that is it for now.