This last week has been a real pain in the ass… not much different from any other week lately though. Stupid bitch came back, then dad told her she had to do the dishes too, if she was gonna be staying here. Help out around the house, and if she couldn’t, that her dude could do them. She had a fit, and started fighting and yelling, telling my dad he was stupid if he thought her dude was gonna do the dishes.

She started arguing, and talking shit, and went outside yelling, “*her dudes name here* get my clothes, get everything!” she was gonna leave again. She’s so fuckin stupid. The neighbor across the street, who should mind her own damn business called the cops.

After she had left, they showed up, and my dad was ready to argue with them. They came in the house and looked to see if anyone was in here, hurt or something.

This was yesterday, Thrusday I think… I’m so sick I cant remember if it was Thursday or Wed.

Anyways she called yesterday to talk to the 5 yr old. Later he was sitting on the couch, and suddenly started crying. That it was our fault the cops came, that we called them. Apparently his bitch mother told him it was our fault, and that *I* started it! Because I had called my dad earlier. I gotten woken up by the 5 yr old around 10am, told him to get dressed for school. I put my alarm for 11:30pm to make sure they took him to school. They had been fighting, and her dude told the 5 yr old it was his own fault he was gonna be late… he is 5 years old, how the hell is he suppose to get himself ready? And feed himself etc? They are fuckin stupid!.

I banged on there damn door and started yelling at them. I was gonna take him to school, but they wouldn’t let him out…. so he was late until THEY got ready to take him. I told my dad, cause all they want to do is SLEEP!! They don’t take care of the kids, they dont change their diapers, (the 1, and 2 yr old), and they ALWAYS have boogers, cause they don’t give them medicine like they are suppose to.

Mom stayed home from work Thursday… ok then, yeah she did that fight on Wed. Mom stayed home Thursday, cause by then I was already sick too. Tried making a doctors appointment for all 3 kids, they could only see 1, so they saw the 1 year old. He has this thing called RSV Virus. He needs a breathing machine treatment 3 times a day…. (were suppose to bring it Thur, didnt get here til mid day today Firday)… and the other 2, we were told to give them Mortin.

Now the bitch called Thur and talked to the 5 yr old as I said. Apparently she also has told him she was gonna go at night, and for him to open the window… but the kids didn’t sleep in there. Cause they have that room so damn dirty, and they were sick, with fever, and colds, and the baby coughing so much, that the 1, and 2 yr old slept with my parents in their room so if they woke up, my mom would hear them. And the 5 yr old slept with me.

She and her dude came at 4AM!!!! They wanted to get some clothes, they have court today…. I don’t even think they went. Well she started arguing with mom that she wanted to see the kids… it was hard to get them to sleep, and the baby wasn’t sleeping right cause his cough, and the 2 yr old with her fever… my mom didnt want to wake them so she could leave them crying when she left.

She started screaming and yelling and slammed the front door. Then my yelled at her to stop. The bitch started screaming and yelling that they are her kids, and that we are keeping them from her. Mom told her if she cared about them she wouldnt be doing what she did, and keeps doing (i.e. leaving, doing drugs etc.) So imagine this psycho freak yelling at 4:30am. She tried to force her way in, but her dude stopped her, and threw her out. She started yelling that she was gonna kill herself etc.. Mom told her that, that proves she don’t care about her kids. She said she wasn’t gonna go to court, that she was gonna kill herself, etc.

By then, me and my now 18 yr old sister (turned 18 today), were awake. I had gone to bed at 3:30am. Got woken up by mom some 40min later.. didn’t go back to bed after that til 6:30am… then got up at 8:30am, so I didn’t sleep much. And keep in mind, I am sick. Sore through, ear ache, cold, cough, and when that bitch was here, I started to feel like I wanted to throw up. I cant even think of her without wanting to throw up. That’s how bad this is, that its making me sick.

She needs to get locked up, she’s an insane damn druggie. I don’t care if she does do what she says, mom got mad at me when I said I didn’t care if she killed herself, but the truth is I don’t care. I don’t care about her. If I don’t ever see her again, I dont care….but I doubt I’m that lucky to not have to see her again.

Seems that every post Im angry. Well, cause I am.

That stupid bitch came back today. She was hit by a car… so she says. I say she threw herself at the car. Many reasons that she could benefit from doing so. I’m pissed off severely.

No one takes into consideration my feelings. They go to me when they need me to watch the kids, etc. But when it comes to everything else, or when there mother is here, my parents don’t give a rats ass about what I think. Only when I come in handy to them.

I’m so angry. Ive been so angry this last year. So angry Ive gotten myself sick many times over it. But who cares right?

I feel so angry, so sad. More angry then anything. Why? Because of that bitch they call my sister. She left Sunday, and still isn’t here. Dad went after her Sunday night, and she rather go with some guy, go fucking whore herself with some dumb ass fuck head then be with her kids.

Do you know what its like to have you 5 year old nephew walk up to you holding a brush. A simple brush and have him tell you:

“You know what this reminds me of?”

“What?”

“My mom,” and have him walk off sad. I fucking hate her. I wish she was dead. If she would fall and die, I wouldn’t give a rats fucking ass. I wouldn’t know what to tell the 5 year old, but I wouldn’t care that she was dead.

Now her ex dude, who is still here… occasionally because now he takes off too. I told him that my mother said to tell that bitch to give her custody now. A paper notarized or something giving custody of the kids to her. And not to take of in my dads bike, and if he was planning on staying all night. He had the fucking nerve to tell me he was thinking about it, but now that we’re giving him attitude. Man it took all I had not to fucking slam his head into the wall. I told him we weren’t giving him attitude. That to us, he’s doing just what she is.

I don’t know how much more I can take of this. They want to leave, then fucking leave, and don’t come back. Leave and dont jump in once a week to make the 5 year old sad again once they leave.

Stupid bitch rather be with some dumb fuck guy then with her kids. I hate her, I hate her so fucking much.

I have so much hurt, anger, and sadness in me right now that I got fucking tears as I’m writing this from anger. I’m gonna explode, I’m gonna snap. This storm we’ve been in, is about to turn into a horrific tornado.