In relation to the tea conversation, fuck my stepmom. When I was younger she never would let me buy any drinks that I wanted even if it was with my own money. She always insisted that I drink the much "healthier" tea that she made which was Orange Pekoe (that's the variety we use for sweet tea in the south) with just an endless amount of fake sugar. I just was stuck drinking water or had to rely on my father to take me to the store to get drinks that I wanted & once I started to drive I got them myself but I had to literally hide diet soda & throw it away in the outside bin from her like you dumb bitch that's just as healthy as your terrible sweet tea doused with a pound of Splenda. That was way too much TMI about tea, but that just reminded me of it and I needed to vent lol. That's one of the reasons I don't speak to them anymore but that's like the most tame way they ever treated me.