Ever since my opa got lung cancer and died my Oma has treated me horribly. It hurts alot. She won’t let me wear anything smaller than a t-shirt and shorts cause she says “I don’t have the body for it.” Basically she’s saying I’m fat. She gets mad at me when I don’t wanna go outside, because outside is hot and humid and sticky and i hate it. She thinks my anxiety disorder is fake, when I’m diagnosed with it. When ever I get angry and stand up to her, she cries and says “You weren’t like this when you were younger,” and then proceeds to make me seem like the bad guy. I’ve thought about suicide and running away multiple times. But as a young woman it’s dangerous to go out alone. I feel like a screw-up since everything i do isn’t correct according to my oma
It just hurts