saturday night...

i read back over some of the stuff i've blogged, and nothing very personal has been written for a little bit. so heres something i journalled on saturday night after an argument with my dad.


encouragement. i wish i got more of it from my family, particulary my father. instead all i get is dissapointment. i feel like i am inadequite, less. i get called lazy, good for nothing, and other things. i hate how he makes me feel. i know some where, deep, deep down, theres love, but i wish it would show its self sometimes.
i hate the fact that he can make me cry. i hate the fact that i dissapoint him. i hate the fact that there is no communication. i have the fact that nothing ever changes. i hate it all...
may i never be like this to my children and husband. is it so hard to break free from family bonds?

9:35 am | Permalink