I just want to be a daughter that my mother will be proud of. 

Hello all!

So, i talked to my mummy earlier in the afternoon and i... I'm feel like a lousy daughter.

I knew that my mummy always suffer because of the unfairness that my father and

his family member show toward my mother but this time, it's too much.

My mother suffered so much and my grandma is so selfish and my father is so useless and I just...  I want to help my mother, i really do, I want to bloody much but my grandma.. Her health condition cannot take anymore impact, my father's health is no way better. 

My aunt won't listen to me because they always assume that my words are not worth listening  because I'm not academically smart, in their point of view.

My aunts, they know nothing about my grandma, even thought, she's their mother. they only come four times or less per month, never live with my grandma when she's at her 50's where her whole obsessed over everything begin.

They don't know how disrespectful she is towards my mother, how she wanna be the boss of everything, thinks that she's always right when she's in fault and she always put her nose in every single thing, and take advantage of my mother's kindess towards her

My aunt only listen to my grandma's side of view and NEVER, or even if they do hear my mother, take my mum's words into their head

My father only cares about is himself, money to himself, words to himself, never even listen to us, children

Guys, please don't get me wrong. I love my grandma and my father, i really do. I had swallowed my anger towards them but I'm disgusted by their actions towards my mother.

I really want to scold my grandma and father, talk some sense to them. But whatever i say to her, to them, is being disrespectful to her. even if i try to talk sense to them, she will thinks that I'm being rude as a junior

My father's family thinks that they are always right, like always.

They just suck to the max man, i can't even say how much they affect my childhood and how much they hurt me mentally. My primary school days were full of insults from them and rarely from primary school friends.

To think that your own cousin insult you and make your childhood like shit. 

My childhood is nothing, it's the past and i don't give a damn. 

But now, my mother.. She's suffering so much and i hate to see like this. 

This time round, if my aunt, mother, father, grandma talked back to me, i don't care.

I want to help my mother and that's what i am going to do. 

I'm not even afraid of death, I can jump down the building any time i want, 

My life has no meaning expect for my friends and my mother and her side of family. 

I think this is what the true meaning of YOLO, I'm going YOLO and fight for my mother's rights.