My mom joked about how she could sometimes just swallow all her pills because my brother is being an arse about taking drugs again - I should shop him to the police - and after him commenting on how much food I had on my plate my mom and dad took his side - YET A FUCKING GAIN! - and had a fight with me.

Yeah mom, it would be easier to just down the pills, and die with a sadastic smile on my face knowing that everyone in the street would blame you, but no, I'm going to keep my self alive, become a psychologist, and get as far as fuck away from you bastards as I can, because God help me if I don't, I will end up in jail for murder.