I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.
Man, was I in the clouds?
How can I take care of myself...in a dysfunctional household? I can't ignore that fact. I can't escape that.
How can one minute I'm happy, fine...
Next, mom comes home...with this man. A man who needs a MOTHER more than a WOMAN on his arm, doing his everyday duties, telling him what to do, etc.
Who understands?
I'm SOOOO happy @ school. I really am. Yeah, there are days when I don't want to be there, what's that point? But for the most part, I'm excellent, exceeding in academics and other things.
But...
When I come home, I fucking depressed, putting myself down, got other people putting myself down. Making me feel worthless.
Fucking tearing up my prized possessions (did i spell that right?)
WHAT THE FUCK SHOULD I DO?!
I want to just rip my hair out and cry.
-A.P.