I'm So Fucked Up

[espophillic]

After the previous entry was written, I had a lot of things happen. My dad came to my house yesterday and tried to open up to my mom. He tried to talk and get the two of us to stop fighting and hating each other so much. If there's anyone out there who knows my mom, you would now that this plan did not work. There was screaming and fighting and it was an all out obstreperous cataclysm. It ws crazy. My dad was on my side (nice to finally have someone important there.) My mom, reflex I guess, instantl;y called my grandmother who took her side. I had never thought I could yell at my own grandmother. But the things she said were unbelieveable. It was chaos. My dad took me out of the house and we're finally tring to get me to live here. I don't know if this is going to be final, so I'm not gonna say much more. But the fact of the matter is, that my mom just doesn't understand why I'm so miserable. Sure, she buys me things. But when someone puts you down all the time, it does't matter what you buy them. I just hope I can get my things back if I do end up here. Mostly my wallet, school ID, my Cheryl box, my CDs, and the pictures that the babies drew for me. Oh well, we'll just have to see how big this gets. Amy and Jules, the last timeI said "don't ay anything" I dfidn't think you would, but it's getting really big now, so I'll have to say it again. Please don't mention this to anyone yet!!! I trust you, and knowing my mom, she's probably called the town already. But if that's not the case, try to keep this wuiet, all of you, because nothing is final.

God, I'm fucked up!