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Some more depression and other good related things.
The good things about this week was.. I went to festival on Saturday. Played songs, and had fun with my friends. We played spin the bottle in the bus, and I enjoyed playing it. Getting a kiss on your cheek, just feels awkward. But it's warm in ways. And, yes I stayed over at my cousin's house.
But, however... when I came back.. Things were bad. My parents were arguing.... And it seems... like the truth was reveiled. My dad never cares for me. I had noticed that because.. He never helped me, never supported me, or ever try and make me feel better. But he was full of greed. He owns his stupid chopper, his hummer, his boat.. and this big house we have. My mom pays for all of this... And it seems, he uses my mom as a tool. My mom was crying earlier, and all screaming.. It brings me down the most.. When my mom cried.
Back in January... I was so scared that My mom was going to die. She was having surgery on her tube that females have. So, she can't produce babies anymore.
Now.. my dad never feels for my mom. I hate my dad. He was the worst I can relate to... Eventually, my mom will move out.. and move to a house, but I'm not sure of which path too take. I would go with my mom, but I can't lose friends again.. And, I really wish I can go somewhere close to Georgia. I'm sorry Jane, but I still have my feelings for you. As if you ever read this diary at all.. But, Please.. I still love you. Even if you don't feel the same way... Soon, this week is also going to be hell.
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