I'm so done with my family, they make me so mad to the point I cry out of pure frustration, but today, I'm just done, it wasn't an over the top thing, it wasn't a big deal, but it was the last drop, I'm not even mad anymore, it's gotten to that point, to the point I don't even care, I physically cannot care anymore, I feel dead and empty, they killed me, they killed the me that would cry if they died. I'm so done, I can't see their faces clearly anymore, they're just blurry, maybe I don't love them anymore, I'm not even sure, I'm confused, but for some reason at peace, maybe some part of me realized something that I cannot event think off by myself. I'm just so, done.
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