Even though I've said this enough I'll say it again. My family is ****ed up and extremely disfunctional. My mom is completely incapable of doing anything right, my dad is a racist ***, my older brother is a freeloading ******* and my older sister is alright though but we don't talk. Only me and my little sister get along though my little sister isnt very bright so I'm all alone.

Here's a breif description on my dad: He's extremely patriotic, he's racist and very biased, he has a bald spot (ewwww) and he just screms too freaking much. The only parent that can be a worse parent than him is a molester

Now to the reason why I said he was an ass. My parents went grocery shopping and when they came back he was screaming at my mom for buying stuff for herself and was talking to himself and mumbling. And when he walked in he stepped in some mud and his shoes had mud on them so he got mud all over our rugs. Then before I know it, he's screaming at my mom to clean up HIS mess. When I finally think things start settling down, he goes to my little sister and starts yelling at her to change her pants because he was able to see part of her underwear and he didnt like how many pockets it had on it.

Now I dont mean to be the sheep I hate, but it's ***** like him from his crap country that make me sick and make me angry, depressed and suicidal. His racial prejudice interferes with my social life. Though he isn't saying the stuff he does when he's around them, when they are gone he will ask me why I dont hang out with one friend in particular (Obesechipmunk). He has diabetes and some heart problems so I know he wont be living that long considering he's in his 50s (i've lost count of his age, I just plain don't care).

I've been attempting to isolate myself away from my family in hopes to get away from it. But because so many friends are inviting me to their houses/bday parties/the mall and stuff, I have to go to him and get his permission and then his racist side really shows.

I've been cutting myself lately. My veins dont stick out of my arm that much so I can't really did deep enough to slash them. But now they know I am doing this because my mom found a blood stained paper towel in the waste bin in my room and now they are starting to pay attention to me.


I hope my dad ****ing chokes on his own words and dies