So, I got mad in the kitchen and thought a lotta things by accident but was able to think normally once at the beginning.
I found a lot of symbolic messages.
Ellen sent me a message on her show, too, that matched. Most kids don't have to put up with their parents. (They just made the button blink as I posted that, like Ellen matters and now my desires and me as a person don't.) I was a good girl and things were going well at age 3 and 4 and a bit before until my little brother was born. They thought he was not as good as me, and people keep trying to turn it around! I don't need a *beep* whoop made of this!
I feel so mad.. it felt like I was getting cancer. Why can't my parents leave me the Hell alone? And yes I am here to socialize with them but from time to time, not like I'm my dad's toilet hole.
