Still pretty depressed
The cops took my dog back to dads and I went to his place to get my stuff. I was telling him that he was a bad father and he didn't even care! He was just like 'yup'. If he can hurt me in so many ways then why should he love me? He probably doesn't. Last night I was crying because my dad most likely doesn't love me and mom was there being an actual good- no, great parent. And it's a lot for a young girl to think her father doesn't and never cared. I have a therapist appointment next week so I think I'll be fine after. And I have no internet because my dad is a bitch.
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