Untitled.

I feel so shitty now.
There I was, texting away, and I started to bitch about my dad.
I didn't think. His dad died a few years ago. It hurts him when people say they hate their parents when his father is gone.
My dad is emotionally abusive at times. He's hit me before and even thrown me into walls. That's what I meant when I called him a bitch.
I swear I wasn't just whining.
I have a reason to be unhappy.
I hope he's not mad at me. If I had thought then I never would have said a word.