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I hate that I grew up with a disability and instead of trying to figure out what was wrong they just tried to beat the "bad" out of me.
I hate that no one even thought to mention that there was something REALLY wrong with me and not just in that snarky "what's wrong with you?" way that they always attacked me with.

I hate that I am now the one who has to be the "adult" and learn to get over my anger about how I was treated because no one in my family thinks they did anything wrong. I hate that I will never be over it even though I live my life like nothing is wrong.

I hate that I will never be able to tell any of them that I really do have something wrong with me and what complete pricks they all were for attacking someone with a disability. I will pretend to be the person they all want me to be so I can continue to be welcome in the only family I have ever known. May 12 5:49 PM MST

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I hate throwing up!! I know this is a universal hate. You feel nauseous all night, and you keep convincing yourself that you're not going to vomit, its just a little nausea. You keep getting worse, until you literally feel like you would rather DIE than to continue feeling so horrible..then you know. You are about to hurl. You stumble to the toilet and brace yourself..here it comes..oh shittt BLAGGGHHHHH..*gasp for air*..BLAGHHHHHH..you fight the urge to keep vomiting because you feel like you can't breathe and that you will suffocate if you puke again..you spit some foamy saliva into the toilet until you calm down. You feel a wave of euphoria wash over you because you feel SO much better. Then you have to rinse all those nasty sour bits out of your mouth. You will NEVER eat ______ ever again. May 19 8:53 PM MST

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I hate that I have bipolar disorder. I hate being on all of these meds that make me a fat ass and a zombie half the time. I hate the fact that I am judged by people on my weight when most of them don't know about the medication. If I tell them they will treat me differently because of the bipolar so I leave it alone and just let them think I am a lazy worthless piece of shit. I hate that I am married to a man who will not even begin to try to understand me. I do not feel that he loves me. I stay because of finances and because I believe he would try to take our son from me. My son is my world, I take all of those meds for him. If I didn't have him I wouldn't worry about it. I'd be skinny and moody and if people didn't like it I wouldn't care. But he is my everything, and I do care so being fat and zombified at times is worth it for him to be safe and happy. Jun 6 8:12 PM MST

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I hate how my son is trying his best at school and it's a struggle for him. The teachers have labeled him and now he gets in trouble if he breathes. Give him a break! He's 13 and has been thru so much. Can he do better? Sure. But give him some inspiration. don't always beat him down. May 15 10:50 AM MST