Dad: why aren’t you eating?
Seriously?
Father dear I kind of want to punch you.
Me moving away from my food DOESNT MEAN I’M NO GOING TO FUCKING EAT MY FOOD. The absolute audacity to suggest that.
I want a drink. That task used take three minutes at most if I’m making a drink or have to find it. Not I need to move around in a goddamn wheelchair THAT I STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE WELL. GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK.















