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Your mother hates you as as incel. One day she comes up to you and demands you study, you say you'll study later, she bends your fingers pressing on them and trying to break your brittle bones. You're still a child.
You refuse to give your laptop so she snatches it. You swear, mumbling about how she's retarded and stupid and immoral.
As you utter those she calls you ugly and mocks your accent, mocks your voice and your dad is watching and lecturing you about how it's your fault. Lecturing? He's literally screaming at you at the top of voice and sometimes spitting on you in the process as you look on, disgusted by his subhuman face and your mother's intense stare.
She keeps mocking your accent and calling you ugly, as you try to control yourself.
She tells you you'll never get a job because of your looks.
You tell her, "Who's gonna save you when you're an old, dusty piece of shit? Who's gonna give you a place to live? Me. Therefore shut the fuck up, killing myself won't benefit you, I'll own you in a few years. I'm stronger by the way and in no time I will move my old dad with one hand. Watch your mouth, watch your hand, in no time I won't be scared of you, there is no reason to be scared of you."
The fact that it's true is why it hurts so bad.
I'll never say this, I'll never be able to, say this. I have siblings. They treat me like a monster.
You refuse to give your laptop so she snatches it. You swear, mumbling about how she's retarded and stupid and immoral.
As you utter those she calls you ugly and mocks your accent, mocks your voice and your dad is watching and lecturing you about how it's your fault. Lecturing? He's literally screaming at you at the top of voice and sometimes spitting on you in the process as you look on, disgusted by his subhuman face and your mother's intense stare.
She keeps mocking your accent and calling you ugly, as you try to control yourself.
She tells you you'll never get a job because of your looks.
You tell her, "Who's gonna save you when you're an old, dusty piece of shit? Who's gonna give you a place to live? Me. Therefore shut the fuck up, killing myself won't benefit you, I'll own you in a few years. I'm stronger by the way and in no time I will move my old dad with one hand. Watch your mouth, watch your hand, in no time I won't be scared of you, there is no reason to be scared of you."
The fact that it's true is why it hurts so bad.
I'll never say this, I'll never be able to, say this. I have siblings. They treat me like a monster.
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