You Dont Have My Back
happy freakin holidays.
i love how me and my dad can have some real quality time together. It may not seem like it, but fixing cars really brings out the life of the relationship me and my dad have. We talk, laugh, and just plain have fun. I mean, all we did today was change my tires, put my license plates on and mess around with my carb. but that made it a good night for us. Its kinda weird how the tables kind of turned for me. Me and my mom used to be really close. But shes changed. I dont know what it is about her, but shes not herself any more. Shes angry at everyone, angry at the world. My dad mentioned to me tonight that my mom is throwing him out again. I dont get it. I mean im stuck in the middle. They are always fighting about my brothers. My dad does everything in his power to help those boys and all they do is treat him like shit. and when my dad says something to my mom about how disrespectful they are being, she gets defensive. I just dont understand this anymore. Im hoping that once justin moves out, things will be fine again. I hate to say that my brothers are such a burdon on their marrige, its sad. My dad moved out once already, i was too young to actually remember. but all i know, is i dont want it to happen again. I already dealt with the pain of a split family. I already dealt with a loss of a father. I dont want that to happen again. Why cant my brothers just grow up? they act like they are ten, they fight and argue till they get their way. yeah so im the spoiled brat who gets more then they do. sometimes i admit, i dont do anything to desurve it. but i work hard. sofar i have had a job for five months now, and im already an shift leader. That may not seem like a big deal to anyone, but its a big deal in my family because frankly, my brothers cant hold a job for shit, now justins got a baby to take care of and hes still out gallavanting the town as he pleases till all hours of the night.
yes im so sick of bitching about all this shit. its the same shit that has been happening since i was six. my parents fight, my dad moves out, my mom blames my brothers, my brothers dont give a rats ass...everyone suffers.