I haven't gotten out of bed for 2 days now. Haven't eaten either. My parents are pissed. They say I stay up too late. They complain about hearing me throwing up in the middle of the night, due to the sickness from the roaches that infest the ceiling to the floor of my room. They complain about my hair. They threaten to break down my door and cut it in the middle of the night. They complain about my responsibilities. They complain about my inability to run fast due to the cuts from broken glass covering my feet. They complain about my inability to perform tasks when my head is light from bloodloss. I almost wanna go missing. Forever. So they can understand what they do to me.