Dear Diary.

Mother thrives and excels at being sad and stewing rasam and drama.

You should believe me when I say it is intentional because I know her and her diabolical smile extremely well.

She is extremely desperate to fuck sympathy, I’m afraid.

I can’t help her.

Father is his own kinda strange because I’ve confronted him almost every single day of my entire adult life and he continues to stare ruthlessly.

I’ve already communicated about his fucking patriarchal behaviour and he continues with it with no heed to my words.

They won’t change, ever.

The only thing I can do is distance myself from the situation to maintain my peace.

Please God open the eyes of people and give me my money.

I’m desperate and begging.

I’ve gone through a lot in life.

Please put an end to this suffering.