The group is the title. [I Am Embarrassed]
My family just thinks I'm a terrible person. They think I [b]pretended[/b] to be an alcoholic for attention and even beside that, they accused me of things so terrible I'm not even sure I want to speak of them, here. They harassed me day in and day out until I finally had a breakdown while drunk and ended up making a scene on the front lawn. All the neighbors came out to watch the show until an ambulance came to take me away.
The struggles I already had that lead me to drinking, on top of them treating me like shit, was just too much so I broke and humiliated myself.
To this day, there's been no justice; no redemption. My neighbors saw me screaming and crying like a baby and my family all still think I'm just this awful dreg. It remains that way and it will stay that way forever and there's nothing I can do about it. No matter how much I want scream at them and drill into their skull that I'm not everything they conveniently made me up to be, their skull is too thick to drill into and they're gonna think whatever they wanna think.
I carry this burden.
The struggles I already had that lead me to drinking, on top of them treating me like shit, was just too much so I broke and humiliated myself.
To this day, there's been no justice; no redemption. My neighbors saw me screaming and crying like a baby and my family all still think I'm just this awful dreg. It remains that way and it will stay that way forever and there's nothing I can do about it. No matter how much I want scream at them and drill into their skull that I'm not everything they conveniently made me up to be, their skull is too thick to drill into and they're gonna think whatever they wanna think.
I carry this burden.
26-30, M
