I'm still a child, 12 years old. She knows that right? So why is she treating me as if I'm my sister who's 19.She yells at me for locking my door, yells at me for coming down stairs for the first time for 2 day's. She's the type of person who would talk shit and wonder why everyone is avoiding her.Half of the time I don't even notice my door is locked. locking the door behind me is just a conscious thing I do everytime. It makes me feel safe, I try and explain that to her, but anything I say just goes through one Ear through the other, she's just a drunk. And I'm ashamed to be Talking like that about my mother, but I can't hold that in anymore.she's an absolute dumbass when she's drunk, whatever you say to her she'll just get all offense and start being bitchy towards you, not even acknowledging how you feel. It's unbelievable, to think she just speaks from her ass to her own daughter.It's fucking annoying, yet I take her shit, I don't say a word. I never break shit, yet I have the undying urge to.I never yell, raise my voice, just agree."I'll try my best to not do it again" I say.Like she'll listen.I'm using school as an escape, I never wanna come back. Classmates are the only friends I'll have, yet they don't even know the story.