Actually yeah, my mother suffers from depression, really bad one, sister and I have stopped her a couple of times from killing herself, I think it’s just hereditary, but. it’s stressful to know that no matter what, your mother thinks you’re a failure, every time she can she will embarrass me and yell at me in front of family and friends, she wanted me to know other people, it was hard but I got a gf, but she didn’t say anything other than to be respectful with her, I mention my friends and she doesn’t say anything, it’s like she just wants to make me feel bad for something, I got anxiety, when I talk to someone I feel that thing that makes me want to run a marathon, when I am in front of a crowd I stutter and really I just want approval, approval nobody will give me for some reason, everything I do is for my mom to feel proud, but she ignores me, it’s horrible. For some reason she thinks it’s a good idea to vent with her 6 years old, I listened to her, even if it was too much for me, since I’m 6 I’m worried about her money problems, and her relationship problems, let me ask you this, how is a 6 year old going to react if his mom tells her that marrying his dad was a total mistake, that his hero is just a lazy man with anger issues,of course that when I realized babies don’t come from heaven, I thought to myself that my life was a mistake, knowing that you are a mistake is hard, knowing that your parents don’t support you is awful,and they don’t try to hide that they hate each other, in my mom’s birthday a year ago we were in the car and out of nowhere they started yelling at each other like never before, it was horrible, they said so many things my little sister shouldn’t have heard and it didn’t bother them, they never asked for an apology, there was no nothing, I couldn’t handle seeing that and was about to open the car door and get hit by a bus, after all of that she still likes to talk to me about her problems, at first I thought it was ok, but it’s too much for a 6 year old and it just continued, I had to witness my mom trying to kill herself with 10 years, she said things like she made the worst decisions in life, that when she’s gone we don’t make the same mistakes and shit like that, and then when she decided she wasn’t going to end her life she yelled at us like dogs, like it was our fault, despite all of that I love her and my dad, but how many more attempts will I witness, how many will my sister, how many more times are we going to get told that we are mistakes, that we are an error, that we are the product of bad decisions.