Dreadful Weekend

This weekend has been absolutely terrible.

Friday i got really sick, school was fine but it went down hill once i got home. My mom was going to buy my ticket to Sweden so i was really excited, and she said i could leave on Monday before vacation, so i would miss a whole week of school. I couldn't be happier, i thought i was going to have to beg. So the excitement deluded the feeling of dread that i had to go to work for 6 hours.

Work was okay, i just felt so tired and sick..and cold. As usual. I come home, in a rush to go pick up my friend but my parents want to talk about the Swedish trip. When my dad hears that i am going to leave Monday he freaks out. And then argument escalates to my mom screaming at me, and he calls me an asshole, they disconnect my phone and take away my car keys.

They are fucking out of their minds. But it gets worse.

The next day we are fighting all morning because i am still pissed and they want me to apologize. But I'm sick of just rolling over like a dog and letting them think they have complete control over me. I am not going to give in to them just so they are satisfied.

So i skipped work yesterday. My mom was going to drive me but i was just so pissed off i told her to stop the car and i walked back home, we were only have way down my street so it wasn't a big deal. And then i went inside and locked myself in the bathroom and just cried. I cried about everything- the frustration with dealing with my parents, being sick, being stuck in a job that i don't like and the fact i work so much, the cold winter, the overwhelming feeling of being alone and having no one on my side, just everything. I stayed in there for two hours and then i came out and just passed out of exhaustion.

And then my dad is trying to be all buddy buddy with me. What does he expect??? I'm going to be all happy go lucky with them when they make my life even more difficult than it already is?

I have work today too. But I'm still contemplating on whether to show up. If its even worth it because I'm probably going to get fired. Or not. I have no idea. They didn't call so maybe they assumed i wasn't working..I don't know. And I'm not even sure i want to work there. They work me 6 days of week and i don't have a life anymore. I cant remember the last time i got to hang out with my friends. So i have four hours to decide.

But i still have no phone, car, or anything.

Life is grand