Dear Diary,
I've invented a new term for myself, "Chore child". All I've ever been to anyone is just something to be endured until you just give up. All Pa does is complain about how lazy I am and all Ma does is sit in the corner giggling and staring off into space.
Also started an open diary because why not at this point? I guess there isn't much of a point to anything so why have any reason for anything anymore? Well anyway, time to continue doing nothing.