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I was having a good Sunday. I really was. I got 14 hours of sleep almost. From 10:30 last night until after noon today. Got up and talked with mom as usual. We decided on Steak and pasta salad for dinner and then realized we’re out of bleach, water (for drinking), and we wanted more veggies for the salad so we went to the store and picked up some stuff. Got back at 4, watched the Patriots unfortunately win the game.

Stacy got here as well and we all drank a bit. I had strawberry breeze juice with rum, didn’t even get tipsy but it was good. We just sat at the table talking and whatnot. Then the Packers and Giants were playing and Ry/Matt were rooting for the Packers, me/mom/stacy for the Giants and it’s football. We get LOUD. Dad decides to be a prick and yell at us all and my brother Rob decides to also be an ass and basically they don’t know how to have fun.

I’m so sick of the negativity in this house. Ryan spews off cuss words worse than a sailor and he’s only 11 and he’s got the worst attitude, Rob at 16 is just as bad with his attitude and being cocky, Dad is either drunk or miserable 90% of the time. I believe he called me a bitch earlier b/c I said “Well it must be a crime to have fun in this house”. Mom and I just shut up after that because her and I are so light hearted and just can chill out without getting hyper and angsty like that. IDK what to do, I can’t move out but I’m going crazy living with any of these guys. I just want to curl up in a ball and make myself disappear.

I’ve also got HORRIBLE stomach pain right now. My stomach has felt like it’s going to rip itself out of me all day long and it’s not getting any better. It doesn’t feel like period cramps either. Ugh. I’m gonna go lie in bed and cry to my pillow or write a letter or something. I need a hug. :’(