April 22nd?
It’s been a minute lol. I’ve finally gotten a room to myself, after all these years. Now I’m trying to learn how to be productive. As you may be able to guess, I’m doing this in the last 30 minutes of Mr. Physical Science’s class. He wants us to go through all 100+ quizzes to study for our final a week from now. Outside of my math class, which is very non-stressful, he’s the only teacher making us take an exam during this time. It’s ridiculous.
Sorry for the update, now for the response. Of course the text I sent her was very long. She had said it was alot to unpack, that she doesn’t dad believes that I’m a ‘bum’ and that I’m not one in her mind. That all the interrogation and question they’ve been giving was because they truly don’t know much about what I’m up to. Which is valid to some degree. Still a bit apprehensive. She wants to talk to me over the weekend, so I guess I’ll continue this post after that.
May 1
This is super late, I admittedly forgot about this draft. The talk we had was pretty lackluster. It started with her asking me about what was stressing me recently. I think for the time being, she at the very least has gotten the point of me feeling harassed and pressured and is somewhat decidedly dropping the issue.
I still feel that she never really got the point. The good news is, I do not believe she told my father. Not hearing his very unsolicited opinion on anything helps my nerves somewhat.