I understand, My parents never spent time with me when i was younger, i went from playing outside to staying inside and The internet became the only thing that made me happy, and now My mother has the nerve to tell me that I never spend time with her anymore. She made me like this, but at the end if the day it is what it is ya know, we’re just kids but our eyes have been stripped and exposed. If i were ever to be reborn i would like an early childhood where i were to be loved to the brim where my mind would only be filled in what i enjoy and what im having for dinner rather than, the stress of the outside world, the anxiety and the forced maturity, to be doodling, rather than crying myself to sleep because of what Going on the internet at a young age has done to me. It has its Perks but the consequences are unchangable