Feeling bad again

I got injured yesterday. My mother was extremely upset. She threw me a slew of insults. It made me remember the older days when she would insult me as she pleased. Apparently, I’m the cause of all her illnesses. I was scared, but I understand. I went to the hospital despite her yelling and they bandaged me up there. I really thought they would give me stitches, but they rubbed antiseptic solution around the wound and made bandages with tape on gauze. The reason I went to the hospital was because I could not stop the bleeding. It was such a scary experience. I felt so much like a burden.

However, the nurse at the hospital talked to me in a friendly manner. This might sound incredibly naive, but she seemed like someone I would be able to talk about my problems. She was chided me a bit, but again, I understand the reason. It seems that I’ve been going to the hospital more and more. The rash incident was only about a month ago(for people who are new to this blog, last month I went to the hospital for a rash I thought was sepsis or meningitis, but turned out to be allergies). I got made fun of for that a lot at home.

Today, I am listening to vocaloid songs and their covers. I’m listening to MARETU arrangement of Failure Girl and it sounds way different from the original. I remember when I thought about being an UTAU producer, but quickly gave up because I don’t know anything about music theory and cannot play any instruments. When I was in middle school, I tried to play Ney, but I could now blow enough air into it. It is a very difficult instrument. Instruments are probably very expensive these days. I also listened to Rachie’s cover of Two Breaths Walking. Apparently, the original mv had references to Eva. Very strange. It seems Deco27 deleted that portion from the newer mv.

In all honesty, I already regret writing this. I give too much information about myself on this blog. I don’t like giving out intricate details about my life on here, but I don’t want to go out and yap to a specific person.