I’m sick and tired of feeling like shit.
My mom walked out on my dad and I a month ago tonight, and is now renting a house with the man she was having an affair with. I still see her like twice a week, and she wants me to live with her some of the time. Fuck that, her… boyfriend? friend? I don’t know… creeps the fuck out of me. I get the most uncomfortable feeling around him, and he was trying to “talk sense” into me like he was my father and I lost it. My mom even called him my dad and I yelled at her for that too. She’s gone crazy, I’ve only seen her ALMOST cry once through this whole process even though I’ve cried numerous times in front of her.
I was trying to get my life back on track, but lately I’ve been losing my friends, and my sister doesn’t even like to come home from Vancouver because she hates it here. I don’t blame her, I’d move in with her if I could. All I ever want to do at night is cut myself but I’m trying to prevent that type of stress relief, you know how hard that is? I hate that my mom did this during my graduation year, grades are slipping and I can’t concentrate. I’m pretty sure I’ve made myself literally sick with stress too. Worst feeling ever.
Not sure what I was getting at here, just like talking to people about this stuff and getting it out, that’s all.