I don’t know what to do anymore.
My mom’s gotten completely out of control. There’s no way for me to escape anymore. Since I’ve been able to sleep somewhat lately, that’s been my main way of getting away because she busts in my room or yells at me or calls me on angry drunken rages all other times of day. This morning at 5:30 she busted into my room saying that she hadn’t slept (and so she presumably drank) and woke me up just to start yelling at me. Then she left, and of course, on the one day that I have to sleep in until 7:30, I can’t go back to sleep. What I want to know is how is someone supposed to live like this?
I made a tweet about how I hadn’t talked to my dad in almost a week and then he called me about 5 minutes later. I love him so much… WHY CAN’T MY PARENTS BE BACK TOGETHER?!? everything would be solved.
When I’m at home, all I ever want to do is sleep
Even though I have so much to do. Ughh I hate this.
Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament
leaves me breatheless and humbled every time.
Worth another reblog.
