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So this was by far the worst fucking holiday ever. Thanksgiving is supposed to be about family, and getting together to appreciate the things you are fortunate enough to have right? well apparently not in this family. The day started out with me waking up (first mistake). i had and hour to get ready before lunch. i got dressed grabbed my keys and then was told i was not to drive anywhere. now i can understand they are only concerned. the roads are pretty bad, but god damn, im already a prisoner, please dont make me feel any worse. so then im dropped off at my dad's parents house which was really uncomfortable considering i havent really talked to them since i was like 8, and we really dont have much in common to talk about. i was there for about ten minutes before my dad and sister showed up. the food was good. actually, that was probably the only good thing about today. after lunch Marcy, my step-mom, picked me up and drove me home. This was at 3 pm today. since then i've been sitting in my room watching movies. its like im not even part of this family. they always have time to tell me when ive done wrong, but it never seems like they have the time to say, "amy, im proud of you." or "amy, i know things are tight right now, but everything is going to be ok".... all i need is a fucking hug sometimes. is that really too much to ask for. dont get me wrong, marcy is always good for a hug, but i always have to initiate it. i miss my mom.... she has done a lot of wrong in her life, but she always made sure you knew you were loved. fuck, now im crying like a little bitch. im done with this. fuck holidays. i want some pot. and pumpkin pie.