i eat glass.

a little over a month ago i moved in with my mom instead of going back and forth between her house and my dad’s because we had some drama with him and he’s a crazy drunk asshole. well i havn’t seen him in over a month now, the last time being when i stopped by to pick up my clothes. Since then, to no surprise, he doesn’t really try to contact me or anything because that’s just how he is, not one much to care. well anyways the point of all this that i really never see or hear from him anymore but last night i randomly had this dream where him and i were in his truck on the freeway. It was very awkward for both of us so we were trying to make small conversations. He then brought up about how when i get to his house i need to clean it (and as my friends know, that’s ALL i used to do at that house). So we began to argue about how i don’t live there any longer so i shouldn’t have to clean up his bitch & his mess. Then he started yelling about all these random thing like he used to always do and he was being a total dick and then i think i woke up and that was it. Well anyways, i think my subconscious dream self is psychic because today, for the first time in forever, my dad texted me saying he missed me and to call him when i had time, which was very unexpected. So i think my brain was trying to tell me in ways like “don’t forget that he’s a prick and don’t disregard all the things he’s done to you and your sister before just because he’s the miserable one for once & he misses you” so i’m like thank brain for that reminder x) but now i still have to call him and see him next saturday at my competition and that will be so awkward. oh gosh