I hate that I can't just escape, that I can't get away from any of it. My mind, my body, my "family", my pathetic excuse for a life, I hate that I can barely even get the chance to complain or try to actually get anything done about it, I hate how useless I feel every fucking day, I hate how a good chunk of the population doesn't have to deal with a good 80% of what I go through constantly, I hate that I've become such a rotten, broken, miserable person who can't even think for herself