Sep 19, 2004 20:41
Y'know, I used to have a little card that entitled me to ten minutes of my dad's time. Of course, I lost it somewhere in the three moves between then and now. If I had it, it wouldn't make a difference anyway.
Don't mind me, I just spent an hour or so looking through my parents' books (those condescending and judgemental books that make me want to scream and throw things) to find out why, exactly, my brother who is all of three years younger than me feels he can boss me around, order me to do anything, lord it over me, and generally dominate the people around him, how he gets away with hitting me, my sister, and her friend at youth group, and how am I ever going to get him to grow up and stop being an arse to me?
Add to that I'm losing hold of everything I used to cling to, and you've summed up my mood right there.