Get me out.

I fucking hate living at home.
Get me out of this hell hole.
I can hear what you say to dad about me, mum.
Stop telling me i don't deserve to be loved.
Stop telling me i'm a lazy worthless selfish girl.
Stop telling me everyone else in the world is better than me.
Stop making me feel like i want to die, every single fucking day.
Stop telling doctors/councellors i'm the one with the problems.
They all tell me i'm not. YOU are the problem.
Stop telling me i caused her to make a decision like that.
Stop treating my dad like shit and taking him for granted.
Stop listening in on my phone calls, look at my texts, facebook.
Stop making me feel like i can't have anyone stay over.
Stop making me feel like i am a complete and utter failure.
Stop telling me to never have children because they ruin your life.
Stop judging everyone based on their looks and ignore their personality.
Stop telling me who to be friends with and who to get rid of.
Stop telling me i need to do exercise, and then tell me i'm sick.
Stop telling your friends about my past, they treat me differently.
Stop thinking i'm the most rebellious girl in the world, i'm really not.
Stop telling me i can't listen to metal and you hate my hair.
Stop telling me i can't drive, because it's too hard for me to do.
Stop telling me my writing style is depressing and should change.
Stop telling me i was sick for attention and never supporting me.
Stop making me do everything difficult on my own.
Stop being so selfish. Our house isn't yours. It's ours.
Stop treating me like i am ten years old, i have overcome things much greater than you have, you'd think you'd actually support me.
Stop keeping me up all night, screaming, just to annoy me.
Stop staring at me, with this smirk on your face.
Stop ruining my social life and then telling me i isolate myself.
Stop telling me it's not okay to just be me.
Just. Stop.