Oh God; Keep Me Grounded; I Dont Want To Let It Pull Me Under

I hate that you cant see that your words hurt me. You use it as it an excuse; cant you see it annoys me.

I see that it affected you a lot; anything of that magnitude would; but don't you see it affected me too?

and you repeating it doesn't make it any better better.

Do you really think I want to hear about it before i start work? Do you really think I ant to hear about it before I go to a gig? Do you really think I want to hear about it when I'm having a relaxing day at home?, No. I want to deal with it in my own way. I didn't completely deal with it after it happened, I'm only dealing with it now. You bitch about my lack of attendance to your friends, do you actually think about my situation?

I hate the fact that yell at the about every little imperfection in my life; I'm sorry i cant life the life you want me to live, I truly am.

Once you realise i have the upper-hand in the argument - you use your circumstance to compensate. It really irritates me.

Ok, your a widow, your stressed; but what about me; I'm a young girl who lost the most important person in her life, her inspiration. Yeahh, I don't show it that much - but i am feeling all the same emotions as you; please grow to see and respect that.

I really hate fighting with you; I get no pleasure from it. I hate it even more that you always bring Dad into it; but what i hate the most, is that i really don't want to be in this house anymore...