So I am up at my dads house and I swear I am in so much pain and I don't know why but my dad doesn't understand or want to listen tells me to hurry my ass up when I can't get down the stairs fast enough. Sometimes I feel rushed. And then I am disabled so he treats me like I am retarded sometimes or cracks jokes which aren't funny. I can work part time through vocational rehab but that's not good enough for him. When I tell him I can't do something because of my knees or neck he tells me to stop being a baby or to stop whining. I am doing the best I can I live on my own. I am employed. And because I almost died from a suicide attempt, he told me quit doing that I almost had a heart attack. I know it hurts everybody you care about. But at the time I had a boss who was so abusive she brought me down to nothing. I was sorry I did it but I am kinda glad I almost gave my dad a heart attack. because out of all people the physical and mental abuse started with him first. He was so abusive. But now this is over I am still getting shit and people wonder why you don't recover.
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