I hate my father, I hate my mother. I wonder what it feels like to have a loving family where no one yells and thinks I'm the reason everything is bad. I wish I had a normal family that told me they're proud of me and that what I'm doing is enough. I'm an adult but living here makes me feel like a child again, I pray every night that I fall asleep and never wake up because at least in my dreams I'm loved unconditionally.