I’m feeling more comfortable in my own skin. Ugh, I want to get there already. Just got back from the gym. Wooooo.

My mom and I just had a deep deep conversation about our lives. And she started to cry because she feels like she’s failed us. The image of her crying and apologizing to me will be stuck in my brain for the rest of my life. God, I hate crying. I hate it.

Plus, she’s signing us up for a family psychologist. And I’m terrified at all the things she might find out about me. I don’t want her to feel responsible for all the shit I do to myself.

I love her so much.

Have you ever just sat in your bath tub thinking of all the joys of drowning.

It was a good day until you came home. I seriously sometimes think I hate you. All you do is tear everyone down, your own goddamn children and their mom. You need to grow some damn balls and learn how to be a real father. Calling your son stupid and useless and whatever else is not okay. Yelling at everyone is not fucking okay. Blaming everyone else for your shit is not okay. Own the fuck up. There’s a damn reason why no one wants you home. You’re Damn Lucky you found someone like my mom who takes all your bullshit. Appreciate her at least a little bit. She’s the only reason I haven’t left the house. She loves you. You clearly don’t. You’re sickening. Truly sickening. Way to make everyone’s life a living hell just because you can’t be happy with your own life. Oh, and congratulations on winning the award for worst father of the year. You Dont even fucking deserve that.

So there’s this guy from ages ago I know and have hooked up with who is wanting to hook up again and he looks like Kendall and I just saw the resemblance so I’m all like COME AT ME BROAAAKSHSNDJSUD

No court! But now I have a misdemeanor on my record. Oh well. Not like I can do anything with my life anyways.