rachana rajan <3

After I dispose the razors that I use to shave my body, my mother collects it from the dustbin and my father uses it to shave his beard.

I already fought with them 3 years ago for doing this. I fought with them constantly trying to make them understand how disgusting this is.

And today I realised they are still doing it.

I shouted at them again and threw it. I was disgusted and mentally and physically exhausted because they never respect my words, no matter how many times I repeat things.

I bought new razor with extra blades for him and I was trying to calm down in my room and I heard him say that because I spent money on this, I will end up begging on the road.

I really wish I had money so that I can place some distance between me and my family.

I feel all my good days are getting wasted with this shit that my family keeps throwing at me every single day, no matter how many times I repeat things.

My life is getting wasted with my father continuously giving me hell and also, staring at my body to add to everything.

Everything makes sense now, everything.

My parents continuously tortured me all my life and they tortured me without giving me time to drink water these last two years, along with the harassments at work and outside.

My mother used to intentionally trigger me every single time before I head out and make me shout.

My parents didn’t like the fact that I grew and constantly tried to make it look like I’m sick, when I never was. They were desperate to make me shout.

I keep thinking I will just try to forget everything and forgive my parents, but they never change.

Everyday they throw new problems on my plate. They give me hell everyday.

You know what the worst part is?

I’ve already made the money to move out, but the world doesn’t give it to me.