Lexi_Lover
07-10-2005, 03:50 PM
Things between my parents and I have been going great until last night. My mom seems to understand more, and leaves me be when I get upset, she understands I need to be alone.
So heres the scoop.
Last night, we were sitting around and then my sister gets up and pushes me in the pool. Seriously though, who wants to be pushed into a pool. So of course, I get ticked off and tell her this and that, and of course go on and on. Then my sister starts laughing at me and go to take my wet t-shirt and throw it at her. Well, of course my Dad defends her and comes and slaps me. So I jumped in the pool to get away from him and he came after me, who was yelling and screaming. So I get out and he pushes me through chairs and a table and eventually against the door. So I open it up, and try to run upstairs fast enough. I just stayed there, finally my mom came up and started talking to me. She asks me how somebody is supposed to control me? Of course, I tell her the rigth answer which is... "NO! HITTING IS NOT THE ANSWER!" So, I woke up this morning afterthat all and my Dad comes downstairs to the basement and comes up like nothing happened, "Good Morning would be a nice thing to say." I ignore him. "Come on Paula! Gimme a big hug and kiss. Lets talk!" I told him that I didn't want to talk, I hate how he acted like NOTHING happened! Jeez!
Sorry, I needed to rant that all out of me. There are worse things out there. But people have been asking how I am, so I thought I'd tell you.
So heres the scoop.
Last night, we were sitting around and then my sister gets up and pushes me in the pool. Seriously though, who wants to be pushed into a pool. So of course, I get ticked off and tell her this and that, and of course go on and on. Then my sister starts laughing at me and go to take my wet t-shirt and throw it at her. Well, of course my Dad defends her and comes and slaps me. So I jumped in the pool to get away from him and he came after me, who was yelling and screaming. So I get out and he pushes me through chairs and a table and eventually against the door. So I open it up, and try to run upstairs fast enough. I just stayed there, finally my mom came up and started talking to me. She asks me how somebody is supposed to control me? Of course, I tell her the rigth answer which is... "NO! HITTING IS NOT THE ANSWER!" So, I woke up this morning afterthat all and my Dad comes downstairs to the basement and comes up like nothing happened, "Good Morning would be a nice thing to say." I ignore him. "Come on Paula! Gimme a big hug and kiss. Lets talk!" I told him that I didn't want to talk, I hate how he acted like NOTHING happened! Jeez!
Sorry, I needed to rant that all out of me. There are worse things out there. But people have been asking how I am, so I thought I'd tell you.