For 2 years I wanted to leave my dad. His girlfriend was the worse. There are too many bad things to remember though. A quick explanation is just that I was miserable ready to throw my dad in the trash. 2 years of therapy didn't seem to pay off. We did end up isolating ourselves so much from our dad we didn't have any issues. The therapy place was horrible because the lady smelled like fucking cigarettes and it she wore waaayyyy to much orange foundation. Her shoes were always too small for her feet too. It was horrible and disgusting and she would always say, " What is wrong about that?" I legit felt like she was against me. I stopped going in 7th grade thankfully. My sister also had behavior issues and she still does. It is so annoying and I want her to fuck off sometimes. We had to talk about that in therapy too. At the same time I was once again having friend trouble.
