I remember we were driving back from somewhere, I think it was a vacation of sorts, we were on some freeway and it was night and my dad was really really drunk, and when he’s really really drunk he picks fights and says the most cruel things anyone can imagine. He is sexist, misogynistic, evil and knows exactly how to give you the lowest blow when he’s a certain kind of drunk. He’s persistent about it as well. My dad was torturing my mom with his words, who was driving. She was crying and begging him to stop and things like “why would you do this please stop Perry what is wrong please stop” and they were screaming at eachother and my dad was [i]laughing[/i] and my sisters and I were crying/screaming at them to stop and you know what guys I have experienced hell and it was then.
He eventually fell asleep after like an hour or so but he still wonders why I balk at the thought of traveling with my family, even after all this time.
Is it weird to feel like I have the wrong personality for my soul
I’m warning you now, from now on I’m pretty much just gonna post random thoughts
It’s finally hitting home that I’m never going to be with this guy
it was after I told him I liked someone here he got really upset
and the awful thing is
I won’t even be able to date the guy that’s here
because he just got out of a 1yr+ relationship with a good friend of mine because he majorly fucked up