Creeply

Received: Dec 2, 10:00 pm: dads leaving…dont fucking call mom or dad…he keeps on saying im going im going

Sent: yeh apperently he says that alot…hes just freekin shit…dnt worry

Received: Dec 2, 10:03 pm: no hes packing right now. he was crying

Sent: fuck my life….its wutever …he’ll b bak

Received: Dec 2, 10:04 pm: i know

Received: Dec 2, 10:04 pm: how was your birthday?

Sent: aight

Reveived: Dec 2, 10:05 om: what did you get?

Sent: …nothing…

I tried to be upset. I really did but all this shit has been happening for such a long time I just can’t bring myself to do it. I tried to be pissed off once and it did nothing but make me feel worthless. Anger works for some people but not me, i guess. Thousands of young men and women, boys and girls, have gone through this shit. I turned 20 years old today. I am an adult; I have a job; I have friend, but still I am considerably bothered by my parents relationship. I once did research on the subject and it seems that my age group is most susceptible to psychological issues from a situation like this. My sister is 15 going on 16 in a few weeks. Apparently she will be just fine. Unfortunatley I am still considerably bothered. She has to be home while I am off at college. She has to be home in the midst of this crumbling home and for what? So that my unorthidox family can become another fucking statistic? So my mother can truly experience empty nest? So my father can find a mistress? So my grandparents can be the first parents in over 100 years to feel shame? So the chaos can be served by the systematic, automatic, automated, robotic, lifestyle of philandering Americans? I cannot sleep knowing that the world that created me, molded me, motivated me, supported me, is disintegrating at my finger tips. There is nothing I can do.

On this day, my birthday, I have nothing but disappointment for the world. I never look forward to my birthday. This year I was having a relatively good day until now. The truth of the matter is that days with significance importance never turn out the way you want them. In rare occasions you get that one perfect Christmas or that one unforgettable birthday but that is just fantasy. Welcome to life. I suppose I just have to keep moving forward. Thanks.

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