My parents actually hate me. Not in the dramatic "oh, my parents hate me!!! they took my phone away and grounded me, blah blah blah." No, they actually do. They yell constantly, call me a bitch, call me other degrading stuff, r*tard, all that. My dad is a disgusting freak, he uses ai to put not just me but other women in my family into different outfits, even revealing ones. Get this, he also does it to pictures of my DEAD SISTER. and here's the kicker with that fact! He also had SEX with my sister! and he expects me to be so fucking fine with that. My mom just let it happen and also tells me to get over it. She's no fucking better, she drinks constantly and goes on long ass rants playing the victim of "Oh I'm such a terrible mother, I should die" and makes me play therapist especially when I was only like ten. They both praise my sister and wish I were like her, making me feel like shit for not being a dead girl. Sometimes I do wish it were me and not my sister who was gone.