I'm sorry, Pinkie. Although I do appreciate your good night, I'm totally unprepared for "Forgotten Friendship". I don't know if I can continue being a brony. My family teases me day in and out, and it's getting way too bad and too much to bear. They make jokes about me "getting it on" with the ponies and every other type of joke relating to animal sex. (s) They call my hands/feet "hooves" and my hair my "mane". They keep saying ponies are in. No thanks to them, I can't stand any jokes/puns/references to ponies and magic. They blame the ponies for each and every mistake I make even though the ponies hadto do with the mistake! My dad counts up to ten and says "no pony" afternumber if I go slow when he calls me (and) to do a chore! They keeping calling everything "magic", despite claiming friendship isn't magic and magic isn't real! I've tried everything. I've tried ignoring the teasing, it doesn't work. I've tried walking away, but my dad demands that if I walk out of the room, he will ground me from the ponies. I can't cover my ears, because my family hates it when I don't hear them calling me to do a chore (and it counts as a reaction). (That and I need my hands for my computer and everything else.) I took all the advice from my friends, tried them, but none of them work for me. The only way to keep my sanity and self-control is to end being a brony.I wished and hoped a million times that it wouldn't come to this, but it's the only way to stop thinking about suicide and to avoid going to prison for striking/killing my family. I can't believe I have to give up something I like to be happy! Anyway, I love your new oufit, Pinkie. It totally suits you.Well, good night, Pinkie, farewell. I'll probably be gone from the fandom by morning, but good night. I'll never forget you.