I hate my mother sometimes

Mother: *comes into my room this morning* How do you feel?
Me: Better.
Mother: *pause* Your skin looks bad, you should drink more.

God damn you woman! Can you quit critisising me for ONE moment?!

I hate the way she makes me feel about myself. It's not ME to be depressed; the normal me is happy and confident, the way I was before something broke in my head.

I try so hard not to get depressed because of my parents, but... GYAAAH!!