EPIC RANT

Read it, don't read it. Whatever. It's your choice. I just need to fucking rant.

ALERT ALERT! PARENTING AT IT'S FINEST!
"Don't bother going to college." -Mother
THANKS MOTHER. HERE'S A BIG "FUCK YOU" JUST FOR YOU AND YOU ONLY.

As if I didn't know about my D in Calculus, but the fact that you have to blow up in my face when you see my report card and tell me what a waste of life I've been is just so motivating I'm just trying not to think about killing myself. I worked my fucking ass off for that D. Yes, I should have dropped it at the beginning of the semester, BUT WE CAN'T GO BACK IN TIME NOW, CAN WE?! I've spent the last quarter beating myself up about my grade, and I've taken responsibility for it, but what you're doing, in my mind, is dumb. I'm not some imbecile that can't learn, I'm an average student in high school. Stop comparing me to my genius self back in elementary school. Don't fucking blame the goddamn laptop for my shitty grades. I take full responsibility, so don't you mother-fucking worry. I just don't want to hear you call me out every other day, telling me how much of a failure I am and how I'm not going to get anywhere in life. And for what? NOT TAKING UP NURSING?! That's your main reason for hating me, I know it. You still don't understand, or even try to understand, why I don't want to take it up.
I hate it when you yell at me.
I hate it when you degrade me and my intelligence.
I'm not fucking fat or dumb or lazy if you compare me to 98% of America's population.
I don't care if you say that you're doing this because I'm the only one you've got because I'm sick of hearing it.
I don't care if you want me to live at home when I'm in college because I don't want to. It's never because I'm ashamed of where I come from. It's because I want to fucking dorm. I don't want to live at home (and deal with shit like this).
God, I hate to think about it, but seriously, you'd be fucking dying if your only child were out of your life. Stop threatening to kick me out because if you do/if I leave, I swear to God you will never see me again. I won't ever do that, but in all honesty, this argument has crossed the mother-fucking line. Why even say something like that? If that were to happen, you'd only say more stuff like, "Why don't you do something better with your life?" or "Why aren't you in college?" Well, mother, it's because YOU told me that I don't deserve to live, so I'm existing however way I choose because I am not going to kill myself and break your heart.
Stop telling me that "I will reap what I sow" and that my kids would be worse than me.
I could say so much more, but I'm trying not to hate you. I really wish you would stop forcing the issue and degrading me, thinking it's gonna do me some good.

Okay, so I really need to stop this rant. It's only making me hate my mother even more.