Thursday, June 17
mommy treats daddy like a child. daddy sometimes acts like one. she hassles him about his daily cigarette smoking, which he had quit for a few weeks, but has now resumed. i fear he will smoke more and more every day.
daddy's started drinking...more...
it used to be some social drinking, a couple beers with his brother or friends a couple times a year, if even. but. the past 2 weeks or so. he's gone through a six bottle pack. and some small liquor bottles. now, i know that's next to nothing compared to other people. but. it scares me. i'm worried it'll increase.
mommy says we may not be able to keep the house, and to cherish the days in it. that we may very well have to move to cinncinnati, to rent an appartment, then maybe in a couple years get another house. so i might have to change schools a couple more times. it really doesn't seem like a big deal to me. i feel like i could just flow along with all the changes that may come easily, like a kid on a waterslide. but, maybe that's just my way of cusioning myself and closing my eyes to what may be the inevitable. now, i know she'd be angry if she saw me telling so much about our personal lives to a public blog that could be read by anyone. but. i need a place to vent.
meesh.
daddy's started drinking...more...
it used to be some social drinking, a couple beers with his brother or friends a couple times a year, if even. but. the past 2 weeks or so. he's gone through a six bottle pack. and some small liquor bottles. now, i know that's next to nothing compared to other people. but. it scares me. i'm worried it'll increase.
mommy says we may not be able to keep the house, and to cherish the days in it. that we may very well have to move to cinncinnati, to rent an appartment, then maybe in a couple years get another house. so i might have to change schools a couple more times. it really doesn't seem like a big deal to me. i feel like i could just flow along with all the changes that may come easily, like a kid on a waterslide. but, maybe that's just my way of cusioning myself and closing my eyes to what may be the inevitable. now, i know she'd be angry if she saw me telling so much about our personal lives to a public blog that could be read by anyone. but. i need a place to vent.
meesh.