Dad the innocent victim

It's just another ordinary Tuesday night. As I sit in my room.

I'm listening to Bitter Heart on repeat, fully wide-awake.

I'm beginning to feel myself slipping into that same realm of darkness 2 years back. C'mon...
who are you kidding? The divemaster is just messing around. Stop lying to yourself with positive words. Encouraging words, my arse! how long do you want be in denial??

I'm moody and cranky. I snapped at Dad for no reason. My retired, caring father who still loves me like that toothless 7yr old girl. But he never shows it. Yet I know. I guess he will be the only man who will ever love me like his only princess.

But I snapped at him. I vent my anger & frustration at an old man because some stupid, idiotic guy hurt my feelings.

i'm sorry. i didn't mean to...

i'm just... i'm just unhappy. depressed. i don't want to go through it all over again.

do you know what it feels like to be really sad? fucker, you don't know. it's not like watching that sissy Titanic. you will never, ever know what fucking things runs through my head. i know what you're thinking. just another stupid naiive girl who can't get hold of her emotions.

dammit, you're wrong! do u know what it feels like to be really sad?