Honestly not too good. I'm feeling alone and depressed.
Dad slept over at his 🤐's Tuesday night and last night too. Tuesday evening he just texted saying he wouldn't be there for dinner and I didn't heard from him until the next day late afternoon when I texted saying I hoped he wasn't dead in a ditch. This morning he came home like it's normal with croissants. I'm pretty much pouting in my room and now he's gone, probably to his 🤐 again. So last night I was feeling like shit so I called my brother asking if he wanted to have pizza as starting from tonight curfew is at 6pm so it'd be the last opportunity but he was with his girlfriend. So yup I spent the evening with the cats, had a beer and a bag of chips crying my eyes out and today is not much better.