I hated my family especially my mom and dad, they are religiously strict. My dad was never in my life emotionally, sure it was child-parent work day but it feels like my dad was always busy. Now he is busy downstairs working on his projects, it feels lonely. your father hardly knows you anymore and its depressing knowing that he could have been a good father if he had done something more. But no, never went to my 8th grade promotion. The only moments was him drunk always yapping to my mom and him blowing up on everyone. My mom would never talk to me, its usual dry and its just usual conversations like "how's your day?" mom - "good." And she would send me reels its just two reels of memes saying your mom said "how's your day" and the son saying "good." I don't say good. I say whatever happened in school. I feel like isn't proud of me, anymore just useless garbage in the trash floating away in a sea of despair. She hardly talks to me anymore after everything, and this is my mom.