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Sunday, May 8, 2005

Yesterday- One of the worst days of my life. I haven't cried in months, and before that, only for a few minutes. I've been crying since I got home.
I don't even know whether this will sound like a big deal to you guys, but I just don't care anymore. Frankly, I couldn't care less whether I lived or died right now.

I'll start from the beginning. I woke up at about 9:00, and basically did nothing until 12:00. My brother and I cleaned my dad's car- It was fun, actually. Just hanging around outside for a couple hours. Then we took a hose and sprayed each other, and got soaking wet. I had fun this morning- it's not something we often do.
But when my mom got home at like 5:00, she was really pissed off. I figured we wouldn't be doing anything special this year, I didn't particularly want to, but when she got home, she just said "Happy birthday", gave me a Gift Card to Hot Topic, and left.
She went to sleep, apparently. My brothers kept bugging her to take us out to dinner, and my dad got pissed at them, and told them to go away. Once she woke up, she yelled at me for every tiny little thing. I finally snapped at her, and she ignored me the rest of the time.
She felt guilty at like 8:00 and took me to the mall. Well, she apologized and everything, and started being 'nice' again.
The car broke down. Yep. Right in the mall parking lot. >.>
Let's just say my mom is not good with dealing with stressful situations, and I was already pissed off enough at how the day was turning out, so I wasn't much help.
Some random guy gave us a jump-start, but it didn't help at all, and we ended up having to call AAA to tow it, and my dad to come pick us up, telling him it was an emergency. It was around 8:45 now, I think.
AAA took around 30 minutes to get there, and towed the car away, leaving us there to wait for my dad. My mom had forgotten her cell phone at home, and all the other stores were closed, so we couldn't call him.
9:30. We're still there waiting. Some taxi lady pulls up and lets us use her cell, turns out my dad didn't even get out of his fucking bed.
Ended up spending $20.00 for a taxi- My dad's still asleep now.

I fucking hate him. I truly, with all my soul, hate him.
I'm not speaking out of anger. I'm not angry anymore- Just depressed, that I knew all this time that I didn't love him, not as a father. I knew I couldn't trust him to be there, I've never actually needed him before. I guess all this time I knew I hated him.
Fuck this. Fuck my family. Fuck life.

Oh, and happy birthday to me.

~D.C.

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