Go away.

[friezaess]

I wish Dad knew how miserable he makes me. I was stupid to ask him to move in. He said I could ask him to leave at any time, but I'm not that big enough of a douche. Even when I'm happy, all it takes is a few words (or lack thereof) from him to make me sad. I love him, but I don't like him. I was particularly depressed about Uni the other day. When I attempted to vent, he got up and walked out of the room. I wish he'd go live somewhere else.

Bad home situation + Uni woes x continually reinforced feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness = 15 hours straight on /b/.

I don't fucking know why I get up in the morning anymore.

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[friezaess.livejournal.com]

I've tried. It's like talking to a brick wall. He just grunts then talks for half an hour about, say, a cat he saw on the way home.

[damasquerade.livejournal.com]

What I want you to say is tell him, "If things don't improve, I'll have to ask you to move out for my own sake," but I understand how hard that is to say to a family member, especially when he's all you've got left, pretty much :/ But the question you should ask yourself is, would you be happier with him in your daily life, or without him but visiting often?

Or, you can ignore me because I'm drinking :D Shit sucks, I know. *hug*