07-11-2003, 02:53 PM
Last night I was given an object lesson in the fact that my actions mean absolutely nothing, because no matter what I will never be good enough.
I do most of the chores in my house. Both my parents work, and my father is pretty much never here. Last night, my father has the nerve to give me a lecture on how I don't contribute to the household, and that I can either learn to contribute or get out.
Nevermind that I'm the only person in the house to operate a vacuum, pick up a mop, wipe down the counters, or break out a bottle of Windex in the past three months. Or that I work. Or that I maintain a 4.0 GPA while carrying overload units in college. None of it is enough--I need to do <em class='bbc'>even more</em> in order to be allowed to stay in the house.
You cannot begin to understand the enormity of the insult. I am torn right now between wanting to cry and wanting to beat my father into a bloody pulp. How the heck would he know what I do? <em class='bbc'>He's never here!</em>
I do most of the chores in my house. Both my parents work, and my father is pretty much never here. Last night, my father has the nerve to give me a lecture on how I don't contribute to the household, and that I can either learn to contribute or get out.
Nevermind that I'm the only person in the house to operate a vacuum, pick up a mop, wipe down the counters, or break out a bottle of Windex in the past three months. Or that I work. Or that I maintain a 4.0 GPA while carrying overload units in college. None of it is enough--I need to do <em class='bbc'>even more</em> in order to be allowed to stay in the house.
You cannot begin to understand the enormity of the insult. I am torn right now between wanting to cry and wanting to beat my father into a bloody pulp. How the heck would he know what I do? <em class='bbc'>He's never here!</em>