This is pissing me off.
My mother opened the windows on me while I was asleep. Again.
Ok, it's summer, but it's only 20°C at noon. It was the coldest in the wee hours of the morning. And now the flat is cold and I'm cold and my nose is running.
Why does she do that? I don't get it. Why is she making me sick? Why is she so into making me miserable? Is it some kind of mother thing I did not know so far?
I mean other mothers tell their kids they love them and want them and how good they are. I get told I'm hated, no good and ugly. Now I know I'm not a monster, but telling those things to a seven year old girl has consequences.
I wish I could do anything to make her as miserable as I was. So far, I was too kind hearted to do anything.
Why must I not hate her? Because she is obviously mad? How long do I have to be nice to my parents for bringing me up, giving me all kinds of traumas so I am so disfunctional that only the thing that my psychological issues are clashing is keeping me sane?
Good ideas shall be greatly appreciated. (No, killing is not an option. No matter how much of a cunt she is, I won't get in prison for murdering her.)