To All The Parents Out There

I know that y'all are probably good enough people that you don't need to read this, but I juts want to get this out there. 

Today my dad called me evil, and told me that I had mental problems just because I can taste certain things others can't. He accused me of making false accusations, which I didn't even do. In fact, the ironic thing is that he's the one who was making false accusations against me. In the past, he's said that I'm ungrateful and less than an animal; someone who doesn't care for others and wastes their time.

My mom's not any better. She says that I never use my brain and constantly waste my life. She says that I'm a liar who should just shut up and wait patiently at her side. She says that I should just do what they say to. According to my mom, I have so little worth in life that I should die already.

And you know what? I completely agree. Because that's what I've been told for every single miserable year of my existence. That's why I'm crying right now, that's why I want to die. This is why kids hold razors to their wrists, this is why people become depressed. THIS. IS. WHY. To all the parents who don't understand this, what the hell?! We have feelings too, we're not just your dolls. We have our reasons for what we do. It's not always our fault. 

It's just so completely not okay to tell your kids that they don't deserve to live, they're worthless, they're wrong, or stupid, or ugly, or anything like that. You're our precious parents, the ones who care for us the most... or should. Everything you say makes a huge impact on us. We'll remember things you said to us when we were seven until we're seventy. So please, please don't ever tell your child any of those things, because you will absolutely ruin the rest of their lives. 

Right now, I'm lying on my bed contemplating suicide. I feel like no one would ever love me, since even my parents hate me. I and probably thousands of other kids feel this way... and often because of a few careless words our parents tossed our way. Just, please, don't do this to your kids. Don't let them lie awake thinking about the things you said to them, crying. Even if it's just for a second each day, let your kids know that you love and accept them. For every child that has experienced this sorrow before us. Please.