Sep 24, 2004 13:30
I havent updated in a while, been waay too busy.
I stayed home from school the last 2 days because I was helping my mom pack up my entire house because it was decided we were going to move and had to be out in like 4 days! YAY.
So my mom was planning to move back in with who should be her ex-husband. I didnt care anymore coz I was sick of fighting it and making things worse, so I was just like whatever lets go, I'll get the fuck out here in 2 years anyway. So after about 7 years of hating, bitching, crying, and not wanting to trust or have anything to do with this man, I trusted him again. Never to hurt my mom again, me, my sister, or any of my family. That took all I had.
So my mom and I packed up eveything worked all day long cleaning, and boxing shit up. We were suppose to move in today. And my mom called him last nght just to say Hi. and He told her that he's done with her and he doesnt trust her anymore and that we cant move in.
Well thats fucking great, but if we're not out of this is the landlord will get us evicted because shes retarded and illeagaly walked through the house with no one here, and decided she didn't want us here anymore. Soo, umm yeah we have no where to go.
We probly cant afford to stay in Rehoboth because it's so much money no matter where you go. It would be cool going to swansea because Cassie is there and I know other awsome people from swansea. I'd wouldnt mind going to Somerset because I used to live there and I friends there that I havent talked to in like 6 years.
This all happened so fast. I guess I'm in a way relieved because deep down, I dont think I really trusted him to be good us. But whatever I'm done with him forever now. I've never had I true father and I guess I thought maybe he'd changed enough to fill that spot, but it was just a really far-fetched dream I guess.
I told my mom I don't care anymore, if she doesnt end it now, I will. I can go to the cops and tell them I dont want him around. All my memories of him are horrible. He used to beat my mom. Then we left. He still came around, and my mom went back to him, I was too young to know I could fight it. We left again because he was still horible, didn't beat her anymore thank god. But verbal abuse is just as bad, and for the last year she was trying to make it work with him. I fought and fought, and I gave up, untill last night, I'll never stop fighting this time, if I see his face I'll fucking kick him to the ground. Everyone I know hates him, all my friends who were there with me when he pulled his stupid fits. They know.
So fuck him!!! YAAAY for stupid bastards.
I stayed home again today because I couldnt sleep. My entire house is still in boxes and my bed is a matress on the floor. I guess we'll just see what happens.
But I am going to Cassie's tomorrow, and I'll be able to get out of here for a little while. Sooooo wooo!
next time I'll try and update on a happy note!!