Lời thú nhận từ Hoa Kỳ

I need to yell and scream at someone all of my frustrations out loud, but I'm just stuck inside a box with no opening. I act like I tell my parents everything, but I tell them the smaller things, like, someone's annoying me, and stuff like that. I need someone to talk to that won't judge, like a robot. But my mom just finds a way to turn it around on my medicine. "She needs to go up a dose." "Oh, it's because you didn't take your medicine." "See? Your medicine helps you so much!" It's exhausting.

I just wish my mom would yell at my dad and say something like "why don't you treat her like the amazing kid she is" and not just let him do whatever he wants and say whatever he wants. For once I wish my mom would stand up with me and not be Forced to take his side