#especially because she hates it with a burning passion anytime i reference Anakin Skywalker in relation to something I'm doing

[sickboysoldier582]

I would just like to announce that I've officially started winter break and for the next *checks calender and resists the overwhelming urge to throw myself off a bridge* 18 days... I'm stranded at home with my fucked up excuse for a family, currently consisting of:

My mother, who has the emotional regulation skills of a toddler mixed with the unpredictability and destructive capability of a small pterodactyl that somehow got trapped in your kitchen, took a massive hit of cocaine off your counter, and is now flying around shrieking and destroying everything in sight, until it finally breaks through the window and you watch transfixed, as it nosedives straight into the pavement, and you marvel over what the hell just happened, until it comes back the next day to do that exact same thing, and the next, and the next, until you become so used to it, it's like, "Oh yeah, that's totally normal. Just don't leave anything important out unless you want it whipped at your face." While her boyfriend either shrugs it off or participates, whilst constantly offering up booze and other ✨refinements✨. I'm 2 months sober and my brother is underage so we currently say No to the copious amounts of whiskey, weed, shrooms, LSD, ket, etc. but it'll be fun to see how long that lasts. This situation could probably use some refinements.

Anyway my point is, it's Bad.

It's bad and now I'm in for 2.5 weeks of this without any type of positive influence or even a vague tether to sanity, and yet constant reminders about how the holidays are a time for family and love and go fucking fuck yourself with a splintered and broken off tree branch that's been lubed with H2SO4 if you still think "Oh, your family is the only thing that will ever matter in life and you're going to be so ashamed that you didn't care about to celebrate-" Again. Here's your stick. Here's your sulfuric acid. I'll even shove it up your arse for you. Happy Christmas.

I've been home from school for less than 24 hours and if it weren't for a promise I made to a teacher to Not turn this next 3 weeks into another "Anakin Skywalker self destruction arc" then I swear I'd already be boozed out of my mind and embracing degeneracy with the rest of my family.