We went to the place I told my father why I was upset.
He made us go out to get donuts and that was it.
It was 70 degrees it was finally spring! I hate thinking about tomorrow. It hurts, a lot. Thinking of tomorrow, not at my moms, meaning not at home, meaning unhappiness. But if I don't think about tomorrow then all of my pain goes away. When I am at my dads house I feel the pain. There are no words for my pain. Never at my moms.
At my moms I feel free, happy, I feel the best thing in the world. I want to live at my moms, I plan to tell her tomorrow. I usually cry during these things. Telling big things I get very emotional, crying. I feel very embarrassed when that happens of corse.
My father always asks why. Why do you want to go to your moms? Why are you unhappy here? Why do you not like your sisters? Why?
I might not tell my mom yet. Maybe when I'm 16. Because that's the age for choosing which parents to live at. Right?
My older sister told him at age 11 I think. She is a very depressed person. For some reason she hates me. She will have to take medicine for her depression. She is 16 now. She loves my older brother and I don't know why. He is the most annoying person in the world.
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