Aug 11, 2009 22:13
I officially hate my life.
After putting up with all of my Dad's shit for almost 21 years it's come to him getting into a car accident and going to jail for being drunk for my mother to finally decide it's time for a divorce. I can't believe she didn't ditch him after catching him with drugs six months ago. I'm so thankful that my college education is paid for because this is definitely going to put a strain on mom's finances. I'm going to lose everything that means something to me. Mom's already said we won't be able to keep the house, not that my asshole of a father would let us if he could. I've lived here for 10 years and having to see it all disappear cuts me to the core. I don't know what to do, I can't seem to find the strength to stop crying. And it's not even crying for him, it crying because I'm losing everything at an age where things should be a lot more stable. If only this could have happened when I was little. Forgetting bad things like this is so much easier when you're little.
I don't know what I need right now, but I know I need something. I know there won't be any sleep tonight and if my body does surrender it will be restless sleep.