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Sometimes, I feel like my mom hates me. Any little thing I do, she yells at me. Sometimes I try to avoid the fights by answering calmly to her but she always manages to push me off the edge. Today, we were planning to go to church and I asked if I could borrow one of her trousers, she agreed but when I saw the trouser with net covering going up to the side my butt and I didn't feel comfortable with it anymore. I told her to forget about it as polietly as I could but she started yelling at me telling me that people like me will never be grateful and that I should never meet her for any clothes again. I cried. Anytime she talks to me this way, I cry. I always cry myself to sleep every night because her words keep playing themselves over and over in my head. There was also a time I tried to confront her, telling her that her words hurt me but she didn't seem to care. She just gave me this mocking laugh and continued what she was doing. She hurts me. She hurts me a lot and I wonder what I did that makes her hate me like this. I don't know how much I can take it. I'm fifteen and the oldest of three children. Please I need help. Please.