|Well, I already re-introduced myself....
||[Jun. 17th, 2006|01:06 pm]
I DONT CARE WHAT YOU THINK
|||||"I Am a Rock" -Simon & Garfunkel||]|
...So I figured I'd follow through and post something.
Father's Day is tomorrow. I'm NOT looking foward to it. I am one of the few people I know who doesn't celebrate Father's Day because, well, my father may as well not exist. He moved to Pennsylvania in December because he met some woman on the internet, and now they're married. I have a stepmother and two stepbrothers whom I've never met, and I probably never will meet them. The whole thing left me feeling even more angry and abandoned than I'd felt when he and my mom were divorced in the first place. Yeah, not fun.
Ever since I was 12 years old, Father's Day has been this way. I spend the better part of the day trying to distract myself from it, which is difficult to do when 98% of your friends have made plans with their families and you have to sit there with nothing to do. And everywhere I go, I see families out having a great ol' time and it leaves me feeling like, well, an outsider who has been left out of everything. Last year was pretty bad because ALL of my friends had plans and my mom and my brother didn't feel like doing anything. So it was very difficult for me to keep myself from wallowing all day long.
To this day, though, Father's Day always leaves me feeling depressed.
I'm going cosmic bowling with my boyfriend and two of our friends tomorrow night. But that's not until 9 PM, so I'll have to find something to occupy my mind completely, yet again.
Anyway, that's all for this vent-session. Thanks for listening.