And yet again.

And so dad calls me. To tell me about money, as usual. Is this the only thing we've left in common? He pretended as though nothing ever happened....and i'm forced to do the same. It really unlocks the questions i've had all my life...why the abusive relationships, why the drugs.....my whole life i've had men just like him. Put me down until i'm at my lowest, make me feel as though i'm nothing....and pretend as though nothing ever happened....and expect me to do the same. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of being put down. I'm tired of feeling worthless. I've had enough. I'm where i have worked hard to be, and noone on this earth can bring me down. Not even those i was born to.