So last night it was bedtime, Daniel went to go say goodnight to my father who procceds to scream at my three year old because my son climbed up onto my fathers bed to SAY goodnight to him.

Then this morning I am trying to find Daniel’s blanket that my father brought in from the car even though BOTH Daniel and myself specifically told him not to, so I can’t find it, my father just stands there going “I don’t know where the fuck that stupid blanket is” and starts to slightly yell so I said umm Danny is still sleeping on my shoulder so if you could maybe just… not talk SO loud…

So then he flips out screaming that I need to take a “fucking cab” to work and how I make his life a living hell and he want’s me gone… etc etc etc

So this of course wakes Daniel up… speaking from my life growing up I just know how awful it is to wake up to screaming obscenities.

I just need to focus, I need support so much. I feel so utterly alone.

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posted on September 20th 2005 at 1:34PM CST

Don’t know what to say, but I didn’t want to not comment :(

Angie
posted on September 21st 2005 at 12:06AM CST

Yuck.  I remember screaming my from childhood too and it’s not nice.  I hope you can get out of there soon.  I don’t know you very well but I’m thinking of you.

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