January 30, 2010
I hate my mom so fucking much. She didn’t let me stay at Katie’s tonight because she just didn’t want me to? She didn’t really give me a legit reason. And I cried pretty much all day because of her, she didn’t like my pink dress I wore, said it showed too much cleavage and made me look like a slut. She got mad at me because I drove the car to Kayla’s to pick up my boots. And she’s still pissed at me for last night because when I got home from work instead of saying “hi” first to both of my parents I said, “I’m staying the night at Delia’s” (Because my plans with Alex fell through) so she drove me over there – drove slow as fuck!!! We stopped at kwik trip so I could get a little food and she made me put in my last $3 for gas because it was on empty. I slammed the door because I was mad so she yelled at me for that. I thought this weekend would be fun. But it turned out to be fucking disaster.
I FUCKING HATE HER!!!
Present day me: I remember this time. It was very stressful and one of the worst memories I have with my mom from that age. I’m glad I have a journal entry to acknowledge the behaviors I was exposed to.