Sometimes I want to Shout "Fuck Off" so badly that containing myself from doing so just fucking kills me.
I've turned into a house wife, a fucking premature boring house wife, and I'm not even 20 years old. well I'd rather be a house keeper, house wife sounds twisted, I live with my dad and two younger siblings.
Since mum got sick I took care of the house, barely so then, just some more chores. And when she died, well someone's got to do it, I do everything. And I don't mind. I have come to like it even, I take my I-pod and begin to clean from the kitchen to the bathrooms and the laundry. I can stand when it's messy.
But the thing is I would like my family to just bloody aprecciate it a fucking bit.
I can't stand my dad. I can't stan him, it always has been like that and i don't think that will ever change. I love him, of course, but I dont like him, he's bossy, self.centered and he does treats me like I'm a maid, at least maids get fucking paid. Oh, and I never do anything right.
It seems unlikely that the people you live with sometimes are the ones who don't have a clue who you are.
I'm so sick of my dad patronizing me. he thinks I'm dumb, he wants me to still have a curfew, and tells me when to go to bed..of course I told him to sod off with that already, well not quite like that but he still treats me like a child.
I just don't know how to put it, he has this image of me, I'm useless, I'm not very bright, I'm not old enough to decide how to live. and that's just not true. fuck it I would have kill myself if I were the girl he thinks I am.
One day we had a disscution and he said "I know you more than you know yourself" I though I was going to die.
Really he drives me crackers. and what I hate the most is that I still fear him like when I was little I cant stand him yelling at meand he says such hurtful things.
In other aspects, I dont know what's exactly wrong with me. I'm sick I feel dizzy all the time, I'm not doing good at college at all, never mind that I hate the career I'm in. I'm depressed
I need something in my life.
i know how pathetic it sounds but I feel so alone. proof I vent my discomfort in a blog. there's no one I can talk to.
but then I'm not a drepessive person, I know it could be worse and believe me I dont like to complain, whine and bitch. but sometimes the thoughts I keep unsaid are so heavy they smother me.
It's official there's nothing exiting in my life now.
I just got to change that. Fuck I have issues.
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