so, i really can't forget when i lived with my aunt and mom. They were all...nice sometimes? But they got angry easily, took too many pills, and never respected my privacy. So i have 2 cousins they were completely perverted around me. I hated that, and no matter how much i told my aunt, she kind of ignored it. So, i could be getting dressed after a shower, or just getting dressed, and they would just barge into my room. That's why i hate them, they disgust me. I'm not even sad about it anymore, it just makes me sick. It also made me feel bad when my aunt would look for pills (for her anxiety) it pissed me off. How we couldn't afford someone that could help her.
Anyway... Now i live with my dad, but one day i'll help her and everything will be okay.
