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don't care if I’m wrong or not, but my relationship with my parents is really fucked up. like, how can parents tell their own daughter that they suffered because they had to take care of me? and how can they blame me for everything they did for me? How the hell is that my fault? they were the ones who made me and chose to bring me into this world—not me. they had other choices, like not having me or giving me up. do they even think of the consequences while making me? what a freaking down brain! and now they’re regretting having me. they keep telling me how fucked up I am, as if I'm the one who should be regretting everything. I’m the one who’s supposed to say that i regret being here, not them. I’m the one who’s supposed to be angry NOT THEM and plus condoms is not that pricey! i swear, if only babies could talk, i would have told them everything they deserved to hear from the very beginning and make myself get abortion. I’d rather die than keep living such a miserable life.