from the keyboard of a bad daughter....
today i realized how much of a jerk my dad really is.
i have never felt so stressed out in my entire life.. he just wouldnt stop yelling at me and i was so afraid of him.
all because of our dog.
my dad left the dog in the house this morning and i (after a long night of reading about the russian revolution)got up at 1 pm.. and the dog did his thing on the carpet outside the dining room.
and of course.. its my fault.
i got the blame.. and the swearing in polish... and the angry stares.
i hate him.
i remember that at one stage he yelled 'its all your fault.. you are such a bad daughter... it is your fault. his blood will be on your hands.. ill kill the mutt.'
and he wasnt even drunk.
this isnt fair. im trying to get myself back together after being a dick head and throwing up for almost 2 years.. and he cracks at me.
its always like this at my house though. no one sees it but i get blamed for everything and im constantly stressed out because of him.
sure.. hes been going thorough some stressfull stuff lately.. but what.. IM NOT?? yeah. i guess doing my VCE and trying to get into a good uni... looking after my brother and keeping in touch and trying to help all my friends out.. and keeping myself under cotrol and stopping myself from hurting myself and stopping myself from throwing up ISNT STRESSFULL??
no.. guess not.
he always has to have control over everything.. i hate him
i told him that. i yelled at him and told him that i hate him and then i just left the house.
i didnt get back till 10pm... and my mum said he was worried about me.
bullshit.. if he worried about me at all he would treat me like he does.
that is alot of writing... hopefully some of you guys made it through to the end.
i have never felt so stressed out in my entire life.. he just wouldnt stop yelling at me and i was so afraid of him.
all because of our dog.
my dad left the dog in the house this morning and i (after a long night of reading about the russian revolution)got up at 1 pm.. and the dog did his thing on the carpet outside the dining room.
and of course.. its my fault.
i got the blame.. and the swearing in polish... and the angry stares.
i hate him.
i remember that at one stage he yelled 'its all your fault.. you are such a bad daughter... it is your fault. his blood will be on your hands.. ill kill the mutt.'
and he wasnt even drunk.
this isnt fair. im trying to get myself back together after being a dick head and throwing up for almost 2 years.. and he cracks at me.
its always like this at my house though. no one sees it but i get blamed for everything and im constantly stressed out because of him.
sure.. hes been going thorough some stressfull stuff lately.. but what.. IM NOT?? yeah. i guess doing my VCE and trying to get into a good uni... looking after my brother and keeping in touch and trying to help all my friends out.. and keeping myself under cotrol and stopping myself from hurting myself and stopping myself from throwing up ISNT STRESSFULL??
no.. guess not.
he always has to have control over everything.. i hate him
i told him that. i yelled at him and told him that i hate him and then i just left the house.
i didnt get back till 10pm... and my mum said he was worried about me.
bullshit.. if he worried about me at all he would treat me like he does.
that is alot of writing... hopefully some of you guys made it through to the end.