Not a day goes by without thinking of killing my entire family; especially my mom and brother. I’m just earning what i can so I can afford to buy my own place and move out. The longer I live with them the shorter my patience becomes. They annoy me. A lot. I just want to be left alone to my business. I don’t know if my sanity can still hold but sometimes I just get so close to snapping. Sometimes I’m tempted to stab them in their sleep. I also blurted out “I will kill you” to my mom once, when I was in high school. I don’t know what stopped me then. I don’t know what stopping me now. It’s not love; sure I do love them to an extent, but I can’t say it out loud because I don’t really “love” them. i hate them. I hate them so much.
And I have a feeling that if I do kill them, my only regret will be not being able to do it sooner.