rant pt 2 My mom never talks to me, she only talks to my dad so much so that it feels more like a date rather than a meal with a family. When we both interject me and my sibling its usually ignores, then talks. Its to the fucking point where my sibling has to raise his hand just to speak. Its a quirk but I could see how hard both of us try to get out parents attention. I hardly get my parents attention anymore. It feels like a burden, then I get lectured at by my parents, then yelled at, then complained about. that's why I wanted to leave, not the world but my life behind, I hated my parents, and it will be forever in my bones the people that emotionally wounded me. Made me so fucking scared to the point where I had panic attacks at home and at school, made me so fucking angry that its just me getting screwed over while if my younger sibling makes a mistake they brush it over, and yet they both said "we love you two equally." It made me stressed, everything, growing white hairs.