“Hm, i wonder why doesn’t she like spending time with us?”

maybe because, dear parents, you’re making me count down the years till I can legally move out. I’m literally a teenager and you’re making me feel enthusiastic about my 18’th birthday. How would you feel if everyone told you that you’re the reason everyone in this family is mad, huh? I bet you wouldn’t feel good at all. I’m actually wondering how the heck am I even surviving without any kind of mental breakdowns. I’m tired. I want to leave.