It was merely a fabricated view of "sweet"

First week of school into 2008 only attending 1 out of 4?
At home, sleeping in, only getting out of bed for food & the bathroom.
Sweet right?
The only sweet thing was/is the "Tootsie Roll."
But other than that, I think not.
Not unless you're in the presence of constant
nagging & raised voices from your mother.
Believe this:
She thinks I am 'mentally ill' because
I've been in bed, and nothing more.
Get this mother: I'M MOTHERFXCKING SICK TO THE POINT
WHERE MY WHOLE BODY IS FIGHTING AGAINST ME.
It's bad enough no one in this household even fathoms to
ask if my fever has deceased, let alone wonder if I'm okay.
Great, now I sound like a vulnerable little girl craving mommy's hugs&kisses.
But hey, I'm a big girl now.
I get it.
If being a big girl means having to bare being yelled
at first thing after I open my eyes in the morning
with an agonizing throat and throbbing head then,
I fxcking get it.

In all honesty, I'd rather be at school fighting this.
I'd rather be fighting my brain against my body than fighting against you.
At least in that environment I learn something & I keep a busy body.
Whereas, at home, all I learn is a lesson through blaring voice pitches.
And at the end of the day... you wonder why I'm not getting better?
You're making me sick ma - sick to my stomach,
sick to my heart, sick to my ears & most of all,
sick to my head.
I agree with your notion of me being 'mentally ill.'
Thanks for the revelation.