This week I’ve been calling them all every night, and then today I’ve been invited to spend time with them. I’m still with them and I normally wouldn’t be home by now.
I’m feeling a bit more settled. I’m trying not to get my hopes up as I know they will change.
My mum will not speak to me after tonight. She was going out and asked for my opinion on her dress and she was annoyed because I said I prefer the other one. Made me feel really bad like every I say or do is wrong. No wonder I’m so f**ked up. She will not talk to me I bet after tonight.
At least the last few hours have been more normal. If you can define “normal”