The incident with my dad is quite sad and hilarious looking back, and it had nothing to do with the witnesses.
The fact is he wanted me out of the house but would never come out and say it, so he would act in ridiculous ways to make my life hell.
I think he was hoping I would storm out like some stupid kid, realize the world is hard and come crying back to him, to teach me some kind of lesson.So one day I did, and to his credit I have learned many lessons since I’ve been away.
I just got a text from my mom asking if I'm gonna attend the meeting tonight, told her I was planning to. I'll probably just pop in right as the opening song wraps up. Wave to my brother while he's on stage and leave at the mid-point. A cowardly way to go about it, but I just don't have the will to deal with all the bullcrap.