You were crying again. Your mom only knows how to yell at you. She's always telling you that you're useless, a brat and that you should've died.

Shes not supportive at all. Today, you decided to put on some makeup to try for once. She saw you coming downstairs. "You look ugly, did you put on some weight? You should be on a diet."

Your older brother was there and he heard everything. He's her favorite just because he's a boy.