(Picture was taken yesterday near London Farm.)I'm %#@& tired of dad sitting on the toilet for over an hour holding up the bathroom, and that's just for peeing. Now it stinks so badly I don't even want to go in there. But I also feel so gross not taking a shower. I #%$& hate this situation that makes me want him to disappear. It's all wrong. If God is doing this to us, he can't blame me for leaving him.
Today was a pretty good day. Nice weather despite my back condition, and a good outing. But at the end, stuff like this always ruins whatever good things there are, and puts me in a really bad mood.
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