I Wish I Knew Why People Hate Me And Abuse Me So Much

I can’t wait to get my therapists from downtown Brooklyn off my case...they don’t believe me when I say that my so called Mother and her boyfriend’s family are abusing me and one of my therapists called my Doctor and my Doctor didn’t help me, instead he made me feel bad. The next thing is that my so called Mother cussed me out over the phone and said that she was going to kick the shit out of me when she gets home tonight because I told one of her office workers to leave a message for me based on the fact that my therapist was going to write a letter to my insurance company to increase my visits and that I needed my passport to go to the Department of Motor Vehicles, and my so called Mother called me “shameless” and said that she was going to kick the shit out of me when she gets home, which means another fight between she and I and nobody believes that she is not my real Mother and that she abuses me...instead people keep denying and defying all that I say when I tell them that my so called Mother is from India and hates me because I’m Indo Guyanese, being that she calls me a “Nigger” on a daily basis, several times a day, and based on the fact that they are all Caucasian people trying to help me, they really don’t care that I’m being abused by my so called Mother and her boyfriend’s family and that this beast really isn’t my real, blood Mother...