I think it must becoming more obvious how miserable being around my father makes. I'd come to conclusion that he is so used to my miserable that he thinks it's my normal. He comes to the conclusion that we get along great when I'm just no openly hostile towards him, so at the moment he thinks we're best buds. Apparently my annoyance is becoming more noticeable lately though. He varies between telling how great he is, because he works so hard and his trademark passive aggressive guilt-tripping.
I think he thinks it's because I'm lazy and don't want to do any work. His opinion of himself is so high that he can't realize that it's him. I mean most of the shit he's doing and wanting to do is just stupid and wasteful of money, which is annoying, but I could get over that. I just don't want to spend time with, especially time working on something with him. He's always critical. If I do something, he'll redo it if at all possible. Then there's the fact that I just don't like him at all on a personal level. I just want to do shit alone, that's all. And the shit that he can do alone, please leave me the fuck out of it.
I've gotten a few "breaks" from things this summer, which should help, but really it just makes it worse. Things being nice for a while makes it so much worse when I come back. Anyway, I have a feeling that eventually this will end up in him insisting in me going to counseling, because as soon as he realizes someone doesn't think the sun shines out of his ass, it's because there's something wrong with them.
*bangs head against the wall*
Ok, happier times. The weather has been nice the past few days. It's the middle of August and it didn't reach 80 degrees today. It's not even gonna reach 85 for several days. It's great especially since July was so terribly hot.
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