" why is the pay so low "
And I thought my dad would be better but he asked:
" is this a temporary job? "
No. It's fucking not. You wanted me to not work in retail and I'm not. My experience is in retail therefore I had a high pay. You hated my hours so I got an office job instead. And now you hated my pay. Nothing is ever good enough. Not my pay, my studies, my life, not even me. When is it ever "enough"? When will you ever shut the fuck up and accept that I just can't get a freaking $3k job? Every month I feel that I'm your daughter only on pay day. On my pay day you'll stop screaming. On my pay day I'm needed by you. Failure to appease you and I'm a nobody. Well I am a nobody. Nobody talks to me at home. When I'm sick no one will bother asking if I'm ok. When I was earning but stressing with work nobody really cared. When I'm jobless the only thing my mom asked was whether I'll still be giving her money eventho I'm jobless. You never stop to think if I have troubles saving for my own wedding.. You asked if I'll give you money? Money?! I was going through depression from my old company and you're asking about money? Are you even human?
I hate you. Yes. People will say that it's wrong to hate but I do. Go sell this house after the wedding like you've always wanted. I'll give in and move out. It's not as tho you need me around anyways. I'll find my way out even if I die trying.