Cannot even write, dunno how to say, but I feel inmensily sad. Day before a good memories of holy days for 🇨🇱, celebrating and having fun. Now just because I told him that he should know where his things are, he got mad. Is upset at me. I don't want this anymore, every day is even worse to carry this heavy load. It is just too much. I mean omg 🙂😅😕😢 can you imagine that I had to run away from home telling them I got classes in afternoon when it is just recession week for students just to escaped from him? I just want to rest. Rest from them. From him. It is supposed that would be easier for him if he just let me live apart. Apart from them. He doesn't know what I'm going through and he will never knows. The ironic is that we pretend all the time to be a family, but we aren't that. A family we aren't. Sometimes I just wanna live alone. Sometimes I even thought about provoce an accident to myself just to get on the 🏥. So that way I could rest there and they would come to visit everyday. But I stayed there alone. At last alone. I already set my psychological meeting. I'm waiting for the initial response. The inicial test.