Hey everybody. What’s up?
*warning* this is not a happy post, so if you are in a happy mood I suggest you don’t keep reading.
When I first started a blog, about 8 months ago? (including my other one on weebly) I told myself I would be completely honest, and that’s what I want to do.
I’ve never had the best life, my parents fought quite often, my sisters and parents got into fights, and even I fought, whether it was with my mom or my sister. My favorite dog passed away when I was only 7 years old and I used to be different from other kids, never really talking or hanging out.
When I was younger, the main thing I imagined having was the perfect life, but it was never what I got.
There was always some good memories, like going fishing with my dad, playing spa with my siblings, or walking my dog. Playing outside with the neighbors until 11:00 at night and Just Dance with Kobe.
There were always some bad ones as well, like my mom running away from home sometimes when the fighting got too bad and my sister moving away.
I always thought of myself as my dads least favorite child. I was always the one to get blamed for things that went wrong, and I always happened to do something bad on the best days of the year, like Christmas, The 4th of July, and even my birthday. Those days always seemed the worst in my opinion.
I’ve tried to have things in common with my dad, but I always mess up somehow and I never feel good enough.
I’m sorry for not being my usual happy self, but I promise that I will be back to regular posting as soon as possible!
Thank you all so much for reading all this, and I appreciate all of you 🙂
someone, somewhere, online. xx