2:00 PM
Christmas came and left. Mother and dickhead went to dickheads family thing and she brought me back some food. I cannot go to such events, my Anxiety would kill me. Mother and I picked out a watch for dickheads Christmas present and when she gave it to him it turns out dickhead didn’t get her anything for Christmas. Today he didn’t take trash out like he was suppose to and mother had to get out in the freezing cold and a lot of ice. I hate that fat bastard with everything in me I just want him to die already just die. He does everything he can to hurt mother, he doesn’t care.
My sister made me feel like an ass yesterday, over the past several years she would get some type of food or drink I.E a case of Pepsi and put money in it so when I opened it -it was a thing of butterfingers and I was looking around for the money and she says out loud “I notice you looking through there expecting something else”. and then she handed me a card with 50 dollars in it. Other then that I got a nice little cross from mother and a watch I had picked out for myself, we are very poor. I have been depressed this entire month with little break. Oh I just remembered, I have been dreaming a lot about school I believe 3 nights this week my dreams have been about school. I think because I regularly wish I was just a little kid again and I could redo my life. Mother told me not to say anything to that fat cur but I couldn’t help myself, I took out laundry (my chore, he has to wash his own because he literally shits his pants) and put it out in the living room for mother to fold them and I said “Please take out trash for mother next time.” I gave him a nasty look and left.
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