I thought things were going to be better this time. I really did. I came back with a better mindset than I left, and I’ve done a lot to try to make up for some of the time we’ve spent arguing.

But fuck it when you’re on your own agenda and I’m trying to find shit to do in my spare time, without your help of course. Yet again, it falls on me and my two shoulders. Did it ever occur to you that I’m not just going to sit around the house as you go to sleep and go to work during the day.

Fuck your opinions. Again, I dry my tears, I get back up and turn my back on you. All the progress we made is gone, and I’d be stupid to try again.

I guess I wore out my welcome. So much for trying to be a better daughter. Open your eyes.