I needed somewhere to rant about the shit going on in my life but I never have time to sit down and wirte in a journal and since im always on the computer I figured this was the best place. I dont expect anyone to follow my blog so why not.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
I Hate That Man
Divorce, it sucks. Yep that about sums it up, there is really no other way to explain it. It just sucks. My parents divorce was finally ended after a two year battle for nothing. It was mostly my dad who drug it out that long. He just wouldn't agree on any of the terms and he never did anything productive. He was, and is, an dick who made my mom look like a complete devil woman. He spread lies the she was cheating on him, that she never wanted him to see his children again, that the example she was showing her 16 year old daughter, me, was going to somehow make me prego at my current age. How ridiculous is that, its as if he forgot who I was, I would never do that. The getting pregnant part I mean, the having sex part well that's another story. But if my mom had told the truth about my dad in the first place he would have lost his job and his kids in a flash. If anybody knew he tried to kill himself, if anybody knew he was on more meds then my grandpa, if anybody knew he was abusive, he would be over. My mom protected him even though he was putting her through a shit storm. She never said a word about any of that. It wasn't fare what he did to us, brain washing my little sisters to think that he and mom would get back together, giving them false hope. Turning my brother against my mom making him believe the lies. Abusing me, not physically, but mentally. He told me that he tried to kill himself a few times. Why would you tell your daughter that? Why would you torture her like that? That was his plan to get me closer to him, to get me on his side. He thought that if I saw that he needed real help I would leave moms side and follow him but no, that just drove me farther from him. And now I hate that man. Makes me sad to know that I cant have a real father.
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