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I used to be his favorite.. then something stupid happened. And now, we don't talk to each other anymore. Hell, I don't even look at him when he's here.

Btw, I don't live with my parents, I live with a relative. He's just here when he has to run some errands.

I can't believe the good relationship I had with my father is already history. It started 5 or six months ago. He tells me that I'm lazy, and makes me feel useless, and worthless, and treats me like shit. I felt like I didn't even know him anymore. I always get blamed for everything. Even when I'm just trying to help someone, I still get blamed. When I try to explain my side, they think I'm rebelling against them. If I don't explain, they end up with the conclusion that they're right.

I was born 7 months premature and the doctor said I wasn't gonna live. He's probably regretting that that didn't happen. At least, we have something in common.

He'll be arriving in a few hours. Here's to the coming days which would be full of us ignoring each other.