Things are still bad...we found out todd quit his job. Grams begging mom to come home and help and its killing me cuz we both know she wont help. If i was on the streets starving i doubt my parents would do anything. Its like i don't even exist, that or i don't matter anymore. I mean why would i matter? Im their only daughter and my moms first born child. I hate this i hate all of it. Keeping secrets and pretending to be strong when im falling apart inside. Its killing me. I put in a application at weise today to see if i can get a job and i emailed some of my poems to magazines. I hate selling them but i kinda have to now.My aunt took me to the store and i got a few things to make some food for the weak and we manadged to find a store close by that delivers groceries so thats good. Grams birthdays coming up and im not even going to have enough money to get her present, im gonna have to put the money towards taxes and bills. Grams still been crying and i just don't know what to do. Im thinking of quitting school and getting a job since im old enough now, i wont be able to go to college to be a writer but it won matter. Im almost out of my ADD meds and without those my school works gonna tank and i wont graduate. We've tried everything, called almost every place in the phone book that might be able to help but we either make to much money with the child support we're supposed to get (we get NOTHING) and grams tiny once a month disability check that barely pays the bills. I just feel stuck, like im cornered. I just hate this, i hate my parents, and todd,i just feel lost. I want to help so badly i just don't know how or what i should do.