Friend's house blogging. Home's has not been a really conducive environment for living things to live in -hold up, it has never been. It's so tiring to hear people say that it'll be okay, but I know it would not(not that it's bad!{:). It makes me feel like a useless bitch when all I can do is look at my mother go through torment day after day, with each passing month. It's so hard to carry on living when you see your mother consoling herself & making the situation deteriorate by saying "what's so different from the other times before?"
Absolute bullshit. Finally I've escaped from the dog hole, tomorrow must return again. Ah fucking bullshit really.
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