It seems all my problems are inside my household. Which is just fancy talk for my dad. We are always fighting, and when I come home, I always seem to be in a really pissy mood. I don't have a clue to why I treat him like dirt, but he gets real tired of it. He gets so tired of it, a simple calm remark sends in a rage of screams and shouts. I don't know why I push his buttons, its not like I enjoy it. I really don't enjoy him screaming his head off, and mixing in some rude comments. It all is just weakening. Not only that, but himself and I can literally go all night without apologizing, or even talking. The situation just increases, and I guess he just gets so angry because i'm so relentless. In my mind, I make comments to retaliate, but to his mind, it just seems out of the ordinary, and unnecessary. To be real, it is totally unnecessary. I shouldn't be so cruel, he is just a clueless parent, having no idea how to care or treat me like his daughter. My life is really fucked up, and i'm really fucked up to even it all out.
I hate my life.
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