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After lastnights madness and everyone (sept me) were about to go to bed, my dad came in here and told me that if something doesnt happen about my moms drinking he's going to end up leaving us, although he doesnt want to becuz he loves us. Then about an hour or so after that my mom came in and said she was sorry for upsetting me and that she doesnt know what my dad said to me, I told her not to worry about it.
I not only hope that something happens with my moms drinking problem, I hope that the arguing stops too. I cant stand listening to them constantly bitch about everything. Everything with the McGuirks, with me, with Sean, with my parents past, with money, with every fucking thing in this house.
Since what happend lastnight my mind went back to how things have always been when Sean was living with us and how upset they all constantly made me with all the arguing, bitching, and me constantly crying everynight or every second or third night, or even every week. Back then it was also about my school grades and shit like that and how I was constantly not feeling well and how I took so much time off school.
Now that I've dropped out and stopped going to counslor appointments and stopped taking anti depressants and sleeping pills, they even bring up that shit and bitch about it. I mean, last time my dad got off his meds he litterally went crazy, ran off and once found he got put in the hospital for a really long time. Did I do that when I went off mine? No. So why freak out and bitch about how I chose to do this and how you're making me feel now?
Anyways, I did end up getting some sleep around 4-5am. Today my mom woke me up to say shes going over to Sean's and that Richard went out. So appearently Richard is now staying for the whole week. I thought he would of been staying just one night, but nope. Oh well I guess, I hope whatever's going on with him and Terezza stops or whatever. I dont even know the full story on that.
Blah, I wish everyone would just get along, I mean thats how I was raised. I mean I care about people, and I feel what their going through, I want to help people. I care, maybe even a little too much. I'm still here, after everything I've been put through over the years and I still attempt to bring happiness to others even though its hard for me to keep myself fully happy.
So, Wednesday or Thursday I'm appearently going shoe shopping with my parents and appearently we're possibly going out for dinner one of those days.
Well I think I'm (for once) going to get to bed a littler earlier then usual. Please comment on my last entry and this one of course. But for you to get the full effect I suggest you go to my last post, read and comment that and then comment on this one. At least read the other entry before commenting on this one.
Bedtime.
I not only hope that something happens with my moms drinking problem, I hope that the arguing stops too. I cant stand listening to them constantly bitch about everything. Everything with the McGuirks, with me, with Sean, with my parents past, with money, with every fucking thing in this house.
Since what happend lastnight my mind went back to how things have always been when Sean was living with us and how upset they all constantly made me with all the arguing, bitching, and me constantly crying everynight or every second or third night, or even every week. Back then it was also about my school grades and shit like that and how I was constantly not feeling well and how I took so much time off school.
Now that I've dropped out and stopped going to counslor appointments and stopped taking anti depressants and sleeping pills, they even bring up that shit and bitch about it. I mean, last time my dad got off his meds he litterally went crazy, ran off and once found he got put in the hospital for a really long time. Did I do that when I went off mine? No. So why freak out and bitch about how I chose to do this and how you're making me feel now?
Anyways, I did end up getting some sleep around 4-5am. Today my mom woke me up to say shes going over to Sean's and that Richard went out. So appearently Richard is now staying for the whole week. I thought he would of been staying just one night, but nope. Oh well I guess, I hope whatever's going on with him and Terezza stops or whatever. I dont even know the full story on that.
Blah, I wish everyone would just get along, I mean thats how I was raised. I mean I care about people, and I feel what their going through, I want to help people. I care, maybe even a little too much. I'm still here, after everything I've been put through over the years and I still attempt to bring happiness to others even though its hard for me to keep myself fully happy.
So, Wednesday or Thursday I'm appearently going shoe shopping with my parents and appearently we're possibly going out for dinner one of those days.
Well I think I'm (for once) going to get to bed a littler earlier then usual. Please comment on my last entry and this one of course. But for you to get the full effect I suggest you go to my last post, read and comment that and then comment on this one. At least read the other entry before commenting on this one.
Bedtime.