My Life Story
2001-09-03 23:56:50 (UTC)


Most people would agree that teenage girls have everyone
beat when it comes to mood swings. I, too, was one of those
people....until now. This medicine my dad's been on for the
past 2 years has made him have the biggest, most random
mood swings. One minute he'll be fine and the next he'll be
yelling at my mom and I for absolutely no reason. It makes
it really hard for me to be around him. At first it was
alright, but you can only put up with the yelling for so
long. I never know what to do, though. If I avoid him he
thinks I don't love him and that my mom and I just hate him
and that we don't need him for anything. Then, eventually,
that just makes him really mad. But if I'm around him, all
he does it yell and go off on me. It's like this vicious
cycle. I've come to realize that the only thing I can
really do is spend time with him and try not to focus on
the way he treats me. It's really hard sometimes though.

When I woke up this morning my dad was outside washing my
car. I felt obligated to help, so I went outside with him.
Well, he decided that it was a good time for me to learn
the "proper" way to wash cars. So, he basically just
criticized me while I has to wash and wax my car. When I
was done he said that now that I had learned how to do it,
I could do his and my mom's car. So, I had to spend my
whole morning washing, waxing, and vacuuming out my
parents' cars and I was not happy at all!

I was supposed to hang out with one of my friends today. I
sat around for awhile waiting for something to happen, but
it never did. Oh well. It was their loss I suppose. I'm
not really sure what to think about it though. The couple
of times I talked to the person they said some stuff that
just sounded like really lame excuses. So, maybe this was
their way of kind of indirectly standing me up or
something. I don't know. I guess I should just give them
the benefit of the doubt until they give me reason to
believe otherwise, though, right? Well, I have a bunch of
homework to finish up! (I really hate homework....)

~Daria :)