I'm here... I'm surviving. And now I really dont know what to make of this whole thing. Mum says that she's forgiven him, (again, :dry: ) but then her and Dad just don't talk at all now really other than a few occasional words, eg "pass the salt". Dad honestly knows nothing about me anymore I swear, he doesnt even know that I'm doing athletics this year, even though the training schedule for this year is pinned onto the fridge, in big black letters. He doesnt know that I hate pink with a passion, or that I hate a make up piano lesson on Friday. He even thought I still do horseriding, even though HE was the one that made me quit it those years ago. All he ever seems to care about is his work and his business. I hate it. I mean, well sure, its not like he's ever REALLY been there for starters, but its still gotten worse than when I was say, seven. And then the thing is I spoke to Mum about it... and she says to tell him... but the thing that pisses me off even more is that when I *do* talk to Dad, he says to tell it to Mum... that SHE wont listen... I mean wtf? Who am I meant to believe here? Its not fair, because then they just go and talk to each other and then Mum drags me into the room and gets me dragged into the whole thing again and I cant stand that because I got enough of that when I was in primary school - she used to threaten me if I didnt talk to him, but I'm not as naive as that now... and I THOUGHT I COULD just let them sort their own thing out, and look after myself slightly more. But no, I still just HAVE to get dragged into it all again. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
ok i think I'm done ranting now... sorry if I just completely avoided the questions...