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Wednesday, March 14, 2007


My wish was answered! Thank you God!
Yes. Family therapy was a hit. I also only woke up once this morn instead of 3 or 4.
The lady there was amazed at my vocab and my Dad congratulated me on that. If I said something that was more than 5 letters, she would make me explain what I meant by it! It's funny because I'm the posh one out of the family, even though all three of us go/ went to the same primary school! I'm a stubborn lout and I haven't given in to speaking badly! Grammar rules! :P My Dad looks rough, with his several layers, where I'm wearing one, and he sweat-stained baseball cap.
It was weird being in a room with a one-way mirror, knowing people are watching you. When I said how my Dad usually "flies off the handles," he scoffed in fake disbelief. He was all defensive, trying to get people to be on his side. How pathetic.
So, he did not drink himself into a stupor and have "a discussion" for several hours with raised voices. I felt content, even though I felt like weeping and I am really low and the shadow of dark thoughts lingers behind me.
Do I need to talk to anyone? I don't know. If you want to help me out of all this, you may.
I need to write some poems and not let the knife touch the arm...

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