rollercoaster ride
So...
I finally told my dad I feel depressed a lot. I told him I think I'm bipolar. He doesn't agree, but yet he can't make any judgement on me for that because hes never around me. He told me that I have to go to see a shrink or something. I really dont want to, and the fact that I have to talk to someone I dont even know really bothers me, I cant even tell the people around me how I feel about things with my parnets most of the time, I mean it took me over a year to tell my dad how I felt depresed. I dont know how Im expected to talk to some stranger. I just dont think that Ill let out all my feelings as I would want to. Im scared really, but I have to do this. I have a problem and I need to try and fix it.
In 2 weeks it will be hell with my mother. Her and my dad are going back to court because my mom deffinatly has screwed up. She owes my dad a hell of a lot of money and shes been a jerk as of how she thinks shell get away with not paying him it. Which now its going into court and shes going to get intrboule and shes going to be the biggest bitch and yadayadayada. I cant wait. RIGHT. no.
Im really grumpy right now. I'm out.