Phe and Frankie went with him. I hate the gods. Every single one of them. They use my family for all of their stupid shit. I do not deserve this. Nico doesn't deserve this. Maybe this is part of the reason I hate dad so much, because he's willing to let the other olympians tear my family to shreds. He doesn't care about anyone except himself. He's willing to let everyone die. And he doesn't care.
Three of my kids had to go on another stupid quest. Why does it always have to be them? Why? Why must the gods show no favor for my family.
Fuck them.
Fuck the gods.
I don't care. Zeus can strike me dead.
Mary came in about lunchtime and asked me why everyone was so sad and I had to explain to her about how James, and Phe, and Frankie had to go on a quest and I didn't know how to explain a quest to her so I just said that it was something scary and that they will have to fight lots of monsters. But not to worry because they will be okay because they're the best monster fighters in the whole world.
At first I wanted to die, but now I don't feel anything at all.
I don't know why I try to talk to them. They don't care.
