Trigger warnings: Vent, brief mention of self harm
It was my moms birthday today. She was really sad she couldn’t see my siblings, but I think she ended up having a good time. My dad started shit with her too, I wish we could just block him at this point lmfao.
I’ll make a long story short but he’s essentially punishing me for moving with my mom instead of staying with him after the divorce was announced. He lied and told me I couldn’t use his prime account because I wasn’t living with him and that that was a violation (he shifted the blame onto Amazon). I’m not an idiot and I knew that wasn’t true, he had been starting shit with me for weeks and it caused me to break down. It felt like he wanted to hurt me any way he can. He even told me it was my fault we had a bad relationship. I know Amazon prime is not a big fucking deal, it’s the fact he would lie just to restrict me unlike his other children.He’s putting me into therapy soon though, so at least I’m getting something out of him. I just want to heal, I put of therapy for wayyyy to long.
Jeff, my step dad, is my real dad. Maybe not biologically, but he treats me like his daughter despite only knowing me for three years. But he’s very—
Sorry we packed a bowl then passed out, I slept with my contacts in.
What I was saying was that Jeff is super sensitive and he insists on fixing everyone’s problems even if it’s not possible. He thinks he has to make my moms life perfect.
My moms stressed out and Jeff takes it as her being upset at him, and she gets frustrated because his gestures that are meant to be kind end up being a hassle for her. Like she needed her car because we were going out but he decided to clean it without telling her. She wasn’t mad at him either, but he automatically thought she was.
That had an argument and I talked to him, he apologized to her and I think we ended up having a good night. I love them, families have issues but I prefer our family than my last.
Literally anything is better than living with my dad.
Speaking of dad, he texted me yesterday amongst all the birthday shit. He’s finally putting me into therapy, but the way he talks about is so holier than thou, like he’s gifting me therapy. He wants me to kiss his ass about it. Nah, you broke it you fix it.