So, I haven't written in awhile and I guess I have a lot to say. For a little while, things seemed to be getting better. My friend and I made up, there wasn't any other drama to deal with, I was getting along with my parents and I was happy. Finally. Well, so much for that. Maddy and I aren't talking, again. But I guess this time it's my fault. I overreacted about something really stupid and ruined a great weekend for everyone. But I mean, it's not like it's all my fault, and the blame can't be put solely on me. I was targeted by someone who I thought cared about me, but apparently I'm not nearly as important as his little princess. I mean, I totally understand that she's your daughter but it takes two to tango and I wasn't fighting with myself. So, why are you yelling at me? Why are you basically kicking me out? Because I'm not family, that's why. It wasn't really your place to say anything, but I understand why you did. Although, the mature thing to do would have been to step back and look at it from both sides! But you didn't, and now this is even more complicated. Why? Because I'm being forced to apologize to all of you. Yes, I know that I should but I also think that you owe me an apology for singling me out. I know you won't though, because you're too high up on that horse of yours. Well, that's fine with me. I don't want to fight with Maddy anymore. I know that it was wrong of me to do what I did. So, those emails will be written and I know that at least one of them is going to be sincere.
Next issue? Well, my parents basically blamed everything on me. And, to make matters even worse they basically called me fat. Now, I know that I'm not super tiny but I'm not fat. I'm a healthy weight for my size! So why on earth would my parents just go off and call me fat?! It just makes me mad, because they're supposed to be my support system and they're supposed to cheer me up when I'm down, and they think that calling me fat is going to make me want to talk to them about my issues! Who knows, maybe when my next boyfriend breaks up with me and I try to talk to my mom about it she'll say "Well he was way too good for you anyways sweetie. I'm not surprised he broke up with you!" Yeah, what great parents I have.
This is so lame. End of story
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