Bloody Hell
lunch with dad and his wife tomorrow, this is going to be interesting. I hope it goes alright. Stupid bitch wasn't even going to open the door last time. I am sick to death of trying to keep up with them if something is or isn't ok. It is simply easier not to ask.
Dad can have his 'stuff' i am not going to ask anymore. If he can't tell me, when i have asked three or four times now and then knowing i am concerned not turn up to lunch and ignore the fucking door. Sorry mum but yeah i was annoyed. She needn't have written to him. I know she ws trying to help but she needs to understand that things are too hostile between them and that doesn't make it any easier for me to have a relatonship with dad unfortuantely. I am sick to death of it and far be it for me to actually arc up about it. SHe doesn't have to cop their petty crap.
If they start talking about money again or insulting me this time, i am going to walk out. Might sound awful, but it's how i am feeling after the last time.
Anyways, better go. It's late. I was just hoping to have received an email from someone i am probably not going to hear from again ever i suppose. Damn it.
On a brighter note, I had an ok night out on friday. Met up with some people from the past which wasn't as bad as i expected. I just need some stability for a while and if dad is annoyed about where i am staying then he can go fuck himself, it's not like he would ever offer and where the hell would I sleep. The god damned couch.
