Change...

Why is it so different now that i'm living with dad?
Why don't i cry myself to sleep like i used to do? Why is it so easy to let him do what he does? Just because i'm living with him now, why do i feel that i am happier?

They say ignorance is bliss, but how can that be when i'm happier knowing than not knowing?

i love him dearly, but this not sleeping and eatiung properly is going to take its toll eventually... i just hope not anytime soon.

at least once i get my P's it'll be a bit easier, just have to pay for petrol then...

why don't i get scared when he drinks? i used to a bit, i used to get scared, then i'd worry, then i'd cry, and then i would sleep. Now i don't and i don't know why. Maybe its because i'm here. I mean its not like its taken me long to get settled in, its not like its not a home for me, but all the smae its still temporary... like all the other homes, its just a house, with the home contained in it...

"Each player must accept the cards life deals him. But once they are in hand, he alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game." - Voltaire 1694-1778 (French Philosopher and Author)