i hate being a woman. i hate that i get treated so differently from my brother and i envy him so much. i wish I can go out whenever i want without needing to report everything to my parents in detail. i hate that i can't wear what makes me comfortable without any outside comments about what i should be wearing instead. i hate that cooking is considered my responsibility and my brother just gets to come to to kitchen at the last second to just enjoy his dish in peace not having to worry about anything. the only thing he does in the house is take the trash out and he still complains. i hate him. mom still loves him tho. i know she does even tho she says she doesn't because he doesn't do well in uni, he doesn't study at all but she still gets super mad when he doesn't eat healthy or stays up late at night, because she cares. she probably wouldn't even notice if i didn't eat nothing all day bro.