very yappy vent

I fucking hate my current relationship with my mom. I've been a straight A+ competition winning goody two shoes since fucking kindergarten, but she always finds something to yell at me for. She said I was too fat, but when I lose 5 pounds in a week then that's her problem. She says I don't have any hobbies, but when I get into reading and crocheting, then the problem is I don't go outside anymore. She always finds a way to criticize me when I feel good about myself. Today she yelled at me for messing up the baking powder measurements in the stupid cupcakes I was forced to make cuz my obnoxious brat of a little sister wanted some. She took my PS4 for a month, and threatened to not let me go on the (already payed for) school trip to Romania. Then she shouted at me for crying. Now she's off to chat with her best friend so I can finally cry and hyperventilate without getting yelled at. I'm counting the days till I can leave for school and only need to be home on breaks. My next two years will be abso fucking lute misery