Alchoholism
I feel confident in the fact that only two of my very few friends know me in real life. And you know what, I'm sick of hiding it from everybody. I shouldn't have to hide what I hate about my parents when no one else does simply because mine is more embarressing. So, I'm coming out with it. Right now. And no one can stop me.
My dad is a drunk. There, I said it, and I admitted it. It's not fair, it's not fun, but it's true. I'm willing to admit to it's truth now. Not out loud, never out loud to anyone but my family, but there it is, in black and white. My dad is a drunk.
And let me tell you, I'm sick of it. I'm sick of listening to him ramble about things we've heard a thousand times, stories we could recite by heart, how things were "simpler when he was boy", and all the things he thinks we should do with our time. I'm sick of him shoving his foot in his mouth and saying something extremely insulting, thinking it's a joke when everyone knows it's not funny. For that matter, I'm sick of all his jokes, sick of the fact that I never know whether he's joking or serious. I'm sick of his temper when he's drunk, because it comes at the most unexpected times, and no one knows what will set him off. I'm sick of his immaturity, the way he acts like a petty, sulky, crude, rude five-year-old boy. I'm sick of the way he hate silence, and must fill it whenever it appears. I'm sick of the way he can't stand when someone besides him is talking, so constantly interrupts them, but hates it when someone does it to him. I'm sick of all of it. But most of all, I'm sick of his denials and excuses.
Yes, it's his denials and excuses that piss me off the most. He's home all day, but he's so busy (drinking, hanging out with friends, and sleeping) that he gets pissed when he has to do any housework. Even when he's screaming at all of us, it's us who are "yelling" at him. Even when he's the one who started nagging, it's us who started the fight. It's frustrating. It sucks.
He expects us to respect him, but what is there to respect? Seriously! How can we expect someone who's less mature than we are? If for no other reason than to avoid him, I can't wait to go to college.