I need to vent
47 days sober today, and I'm hanging on by a thread.
I don't give a sh!t about anything right now. I don't like my father. When the hate wears off, I still won't like him. I'm tired of walking on egg shells around him because he's always in a b!tchy mood (he's an alcoholic, too). He never laid a hand on me, but he knows what to say to cause pain. For the first time EVER I said "F*ck you!" to him (and a lot of other things after that)...I know that's nothing to some people...but that's disrespectful. I'm done with this bullsh!t.
I'm doing my best to stay sober and I'm living everyday with untreated anxiety/depression. I don't know what to do and I'm stuck living in this house with him.
It would be so easy to f*ck it all. I simply do not have the energy or mental stability to do this anymore.
I've had it with as$holes.