betrayal

I really suddenly don't care about how public my life might be here or who reads it.

Fuck you Dad.

My sister got out on some kind of pre-trial release last night. Apparently my father is helping her out in someway. He called me three times today while I was sleeping, and I'm rather glad I didn't get woken up by those calls. He wanted me to go fetch my sister her fucking purse. And when I told him I wasn't having anything to do with her or giving her anything, he started yelling at me like I'm some dimwit five year old. I told him not yell at me, which is always the wrong thing to do with my father. How dare I question his orders? He said something cruel and sarcastic and hung up the phone. I screamed into the very quiet bathroom, because it was either scream or break.

Fuck you. How dare you do this to me. How dare you expect me to take your orders, or to help my drug using psychopath of a sister. How could you betray everything you said to me on Tuesday like this? You, of all people.

I'm so glad I'm leaving town in two hours because I'm in that mood where everything is hateful, everything hurts and I just do not want to fucking deal with another thing. I want my friends, I want time away, I want to not be so fucking angry or hurt for a few days. I'm going to the rodeo in Houston, I'm going to buy a new pair of shoes, I'm going to eat a steak and I'm not going to answer any phone calls from my family.

That is all. Have a nice weekend. And for all the people out there who have expressed their sympathy and offered support, thank you. Thank you.

fighting the good fight all the way to the end.

Belgrade says goodbye to Zoran Djindjic.

That saying about how no matter what you're going through, someone always has it worse than you is true. I cried reading this article, because I remember so vividly two years ago watching the protests that seemed to galavanize an entire country to change. I wanted to be there so badly my hands would shake while I read the news. It was hope, that things in the world could change, people could rise up against corrupt leaders and effect true and honest change. While it did falter and stumble at times, I believe he was good man at heart.

Godspeed, Zoran Djindjic.