Go spend a week with my dad. I told her NO. after alot of talking, she told me to think about it. I have, and I'm not going. I DO NOT want to see him. My brother does. I am so angry at him....I cna't even think about it without crying, and she wants me to SEE him?? I mean...he abused her in ways, and she wants me to SEE him?! After all that shit he pulled, she wants me to see him. I don't WANT to see him, I don't even want to TALK to him! She said I should write a letter. Oh, and what would it say? That if he fucks up this time, I'll never be seen again? Because if he comes back and shits on our life again, I swear to God, I will run away, move away, whatever, however I old I am depends. I will disappear. Without a trace. Because I can't live like that. And if the rest of my family can, then I won't be around to watch them die. And he doesn't have to lay a hand on them to kill them.
*sighs*
My mother's right. I am an angry person. And I hate to admit that. even though I've known it all this time.
I, Kayla, am an angry person.
And in admitting that, I feel a little better.
Friday, June 08, 2007
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