So what should you call me? How about Feather, cause that's easy. And yeah, I got this idea from the book "Dear Universe". No, it's not a book. So..I guess I'm just here to express my feelings once again. Honestly, I think I've needed to do this for a long time. It doesn't really matter to me if anyone reads this or not. It just matters that I wrote it. Ha, I guess I should start now. I've been stalling for too long, I guess. Uhm, so I guess this all started when I moved to this new town for my dad's work. I'm not comfortable. At all. I'm not comfortable in this house, the lifestyle, and how much my dad is trying to change. I feel so uncomfortable, but I hate seeing my dad hurt. I hate seeing him cry because of me or something that happened. It's worse than any pain i've felt before, honestly. But sometimes..i guess my dad scares me. I know he doesn't mean to do that, and I know he would NEVER hit me, but it's just fear. My dad is a scary person. And sometimes I think to myself, "It's all because of him that we're in this mess". Obviously, I wash those thoughts away, but guilt still consumes me after I think those thoughts. Maybe I need a therapist. Someone to talk to.
-Feather
