My stupid fucking father is trying to text me right now. After being out of my life for nearly 5 years and coming back for a few months before leaving us again. He’s trying to say he’s sorry like he always does. I’m sick of this shit. It’s the same thing over and over again. He acts a fool and comes back later crying.
I’m so so tired of being my parents little therapist. I’m just a kid myself. I don’t know how to fix your problems. I don’t even know how to fix mine. You’re supposed to be MY parents, you’re supposed to be MY shoulder to cry on. Why is it that whenever I’m sad it’s all my own fault and I “need to find Jesus” but when you’re sad your marriage has fallen through or you’ve fucked up for the millionth time I’m supposed to be there for you?