My family is broken. I love my mom and can't stand my dad. He was never there for me when I was little. The only time I was a Daddy's girl was when I was about 2. Now he's getting to the point where if he touches me, I cringe. I hate it when he touches me. Then We can't go like 2 weeks without having a fight. I'm trying with all my might to try and make the time I have to be over here ok, but he ruins it. I just joined Marching band Colorguard and he think's i'm over my head with Drama, Choir AND Band. He refuses to take me to practice in the mornings. So the last morning practice we had I walked over 1 mile to school in the dark, in the cold, by myself while he sat in his nice toasty bed and slept. Now he's saying when I first joined band that we agreed I would take myself to practices... Bull. What do I do?
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