Everyone is giving up....

or getting dragged down by one thing or another.  I wish i was them, the ones who foght the good fight, the right fight, instead im surprised my parents still give a shit what happens to me with all the mean things ive said and done.  im to out spoken for myself and now i have little to no relation with my parents. I thought if i fought back they would ease up, but they didnt, things dont change, just the looks they give you and the words "i love you" mean a little less each time.  I figured "hey, why dont i stand up for myself, what can they really do? ground me then what, swat me, oh well pain only hurts for a minute." so i started standing up for myself, being more out spoken, not taking every1s crap.  And now im seen as heartless, cruel and un-caring, a horrible person, and they may be true, but i can say i stood up for myself. but when you have lost everything, what do you have to show for it? a bunch of hateful and resentful looks from the corners of your eyes, and the meanings of words change.  You can go about ignoring it, but you will only loose your sanity and become paranoid, or you can accept it, and feel a little worse about yourself as a person each day, i accepted it and i dont regret my choice.  but im definatly considering if i made the right choice.  Maybe i should have just listened to all the nagging about my grades, my chores, my hobbies, my activities, my siblings grades, my social life within the family.  Oh well, just some thoughts running through my mind at the moment as i sit here on my bed wondering about all the winding roads im taking, have taken and to yet be taken upon this thing known as life and my role within not only my own but every person whose i am in.