At around midnight Dad came home drunk. Mt's brother was the one who let him in. He was so drunk he couldn't even walk and had to slide his entire body along the walls to move.

He has been alone in the bedroom for the entire day. He only gets out unless it is for food or going to the restroom. My mom called him weak and such.

So: my mom is going to be the one to teach me how to drive. She says that my dad isn't going to teach me anytime soon. Later on, my mom went to where he was and told him that she would be the one to teach me from now on. My dad was livid, he asked why if he already taught me. Well, they were screaming at each other for a bit and I was sadly able to listen to what they were saying about me. it hurt.

He then went on a rant about how he isn't going to church anymore, stating that there were only hypocrites there. Then he stormed back to the bedroom, slamming the door behind him as he did. No, we didn't go to church today either.

Honestly, I don't know how to feel about this, im feeling more irritated. The bit of hope I had left was snuffed out. Im just wondering: why is my life becoming like this? I blame the blog, my life went downhill since starting this thing. Seriously tho, this has to be a common phenomenon! You do something that you've always wanted to do, suddenly your life is in the gutter!