117 weeks later...
So I remember typing all these...things...out was really helpful back then. So much has changed. And right now I desperately just need to get all of this emotion, out! I'm worried sick about my dad, and the only one who really gets that is my brother, and if I'm upset, he gets upset, but when he's upset he's grumpy and irritated, and there's no point escalating anything. And this morning. I was in a fabulous mood! I read 20 chapters in the bible, fulling a daily goal, which is a huge thing for me. I was feeling so awesome, until Davey starts in with his moody thing. And I'm not allowed to do that, i'm an inconvenience if I get annoyed or need space, but when I ask him "where are you going" he snaps back "out." and then all my youth need me and I can't even finish this because my roommate needs me to put on a happy face and enjoy the awesome dinner's he's made...which is hard because I'm so upset right now...grrrr