My family, they're the ones who made me the one I am today: a person full of hatred, anger, crushed dreams and low self-esteem. I feel so... I can't even explain. I'm 21 and I deal with them every single day whether I want it or not. I hear the damned same stupid words everyday, reminding me of how much of a big pile of trash I am. I just know that the day I'll leave this house, it will be forever. And they will never see my face again.