Finally fucking free...
Well so much has happened in the past few days and I hadn't even been updating much up until then. Right now, I am sitting at my bf's desk waiting for him to get home from work. I picked up applications today and I plan to turn the whole load of them in tomorrow and the next day as I get back to where I got them from.
Well, I went to a friend's house Saturday to hang out with him for his birthday and it was just me, him, my bf and another friend of his. I couldn't get there until it was already about 11:30 because my friend (the birthday guy) had work until 11. Well, I called home to ask if I could stay over and my father started screaming at me. Well, the story from here is a little more detailed than I feel like explaining, but he asked me to be home by 2 (very aggressively) over the phone...so I was like "fine." Well, when I returned home, he proceeded to yell at me, saying "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ASKING ME TO SLEEP AT SOMEONE'S HOUSE OR STAY OUT LATER?" Now keep in mind that I am 18 and I am not a wild child. I am pretty trustworthy.
So I continued to get yelled at and he got up in my face, all because I ASKED to stay somewhere and then showed up back home when I was supposed to. Well, he got close to my face, spitting while yelling and a cigarette burning in his hand, which was also in my face. So I was backing up and told him "Dad, get away from me" and he kept coming and smacked me really hard across the face. Until this point, I was trying to be calm and to calm him, but after that I was like "FUCK THIS! I AM LEAVING." Well, I took the crap I had come in with and I left. I rang doorbells at around 2:30 in the morning, trying to find someone who would come to their door and let me use their phone.
So ultimately, I ended up at my boyfriend's house and his parents let me stay. I am out of there. I went through enough there, getting yelled out constantly and him hitting me was way over the line. I pick up and pack all my stuff tomorrow. I am finally getting away from it. I can't even believe it. So, I called my dad today and let him know what I am doing, that I am leaving and picking up my things tomorrow. I know he expects me to apologize and just go back home. But I refuse to apologize anymore. I didn't do anything wrong and I am out of there.
So, just to let you all know, that is what has been going on. I am applying to a bunch of jobs and I am living with Ryan. I am finally fucking free!