I am sick to death with you. With the double standard and the attitude. I tried to express to you how it makes me feel when you disregard those things that mean something to me.
I want to go visit my BFF, found a good deal on a ticket. You really can’t see me can you?
When you wanted to go visit your deadbeat dad, I didn’t say a word. When you then wanted to purchase tickets to your favorite college team…I didn’t say a word. Thought it would be exciting for you to see them. $500 for tickets. I.didn’t.say.a.word!
This is why I can not invest in you, in being here with you. This is why you are not a part of MY world. We do this dance of parenting and I want nothing more from you. I don’t know why I can’t let this go. Why I can’t “man” up and tell you what I truly feel. It would seem the lite version just doesn’t sink in with you.
I feel like everyday I walking towards something and away from all of this.
Shit sometimes I feel like running.