It's come to this...

 A lot has come to my past when it's come to my life. I've done everything to accept my life. I'm not going to apologize. I've been battered and I've been abused but I won't be treated the way I have been.

I had a conversation with my Dad and it didn't go well. I'm not sure why, I honestly don't want to know why. I just know it has to do with my Uncle's memoriam. I missed it. I had to sleep for my shift with the hotel I work for. I forgot about the event...He was stern...manager mode as I'd like to call it but I still don't know why. I confronted him about his attitude and he told me he was talking with a tenant. I saw his personality through the whole conversation and confronted him about it. He said he's talking to a tenant and we shouldn't have this conversation and should talk about it later. *smiles* All right, so that means he's frustrated, angry, mad...whatever it is. I'm the problem. I still ask why but I turn a blind's eye to it. I don't know why, it hurts, but I move on from it.

I wish I could forget the things that has happened with what I've seen in my family. What's just been turned a blinded eye. Sadly it is what it is. What's good for us is good for everyone else. My family has been the up and downs that I've tried to move on but it's always been me being the disappointment. Which makes it hard to think I'm doing okay in life.