Aug 17, 2012
I flew home sick. I was stranded in detroit. I barely found a hotel because there was a convention. Skippy couldn't help me because he was too busy playing his game.
2012, the year i hit the wall.
I am not sure that this year has been much better.
My step mom wants me to sit down and have a talk with my step dad. Part of me is like why not, can i really hurt anymore than i already have? Let's rip that band aide off and just get it over with.
I laid here last night and just prayed to God to take my pain away and fill me with him.
I am appreciative for the message because i know how they view me and what they think of me and what preconceived impressions they have.
Once again. I wonder why if this is important to him then why is she in the middle. I told her that i am not interested in right fighting. I just want him to acknowledge my feelings, not discount them, and that i am important to him. I feel like i am expendable to him. Pretty much like i am to everyone else.
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