Who Really Am I

Ok, so for some reason I felt compelled to make an intro post.

Haiii! My name is Willa (yes that is my legal name) and I am a girl living in a state. I make stupid short stories about some characters I made up. I am Pansexual, Aroace, and a demigirl.

I'm 15, I go to a school somewhere, and I have some friends. I really pride myself on being friendly and getting to be close friends with people.

I really like anime. Like, a lot. Like SO FUCKING MUCH. i also love video games too, all kinds! Just not as much as anime.

I also have an instagram, its public, I rarely post, it's kinda boring. Anyway here: https://www.instagram.com/the.1_and_only_willa/ (my face is lowk ugly, so maybe just don't look at it and pretend I'm pretty~)

I have three(!) friends on here: @depressedquetzal, @ineedalittleroomtobreathe and @zeethepumpkin. Go follow them, they're amazing people!

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH, MY MOOTSIES AND BESTIES!!! HAVE PRIDE IN WHO YOU ARE!!!

Hi, and welcome back to another entry of the BITCH PARENTS SAGA (tm). Today its....

Claiming you're right always when the dementia getting to you! (It's a joke, my dad's not that old).

So me and my brother were collecting games to sell back to GameStop today. Some of them we haven't played in years, and some we just don't want to play anymore cause we dont like them. Well my dad came in from a grueling workout and asked about the stack of games. We told him that we were planning on selling them. He just said "no." Point blank, and stand berating us for selling games we got for xmas. I tried telling him that if they don't want the game anymore, there's no point in keeping them. He then started insulting us and saying are memories are broken because claims we all got them this Xmas (spoiler alert: one we haven't played in three years!). He told us that our opinions don't matter and that he has the final say. That's like signing up for a trial run for a website and wanting ro cancel early, but the site goes "oh, actually, your opinions don't matter and we have the final say, so you get to keep the trial!" Like, BITCH if we dont play the games anymore, LET US SELL THEM OR THEYLL JUST TAKE UP SPACE AND COLLECT DUST. And because he has dementia (again, joke, not that old) he was "baffled" as to why we were selling a Fire Emblem game (for the record, me and my brother love fire emblem, but this game we haven't played in a long time and have said MULTIPLE TIMES that we dont want it anymore and its kind of boring. But of course, my dads caveman brain sees Fire Emblem and goes "well this is the game thye love so therefore we keep it without talking to them and asking for our opinions". Because I guess our opinions don't matter.

My dad has this horrible habit of going through something and then taking it out on us. When he's yelling at us during this, he just goes blind and thinks that he's right bad everyone one us wrong and he rules this house and we must all follow him and so on. I try to tell him that he can't take stuff out on us, but then he grounds me and takes away tech or whatever. That is until he comes crawling back and apologizes and gives a hunky dory speech about jaw he knows he has anger issues and he'll try to change. But im getting to the point of just "yeah, ok" cause he always SAYS he's sorry, but he doesn't fit himself. People seem to forget that there's another part of apologizing. One, apologize and two (forgotten part), correct your mistakes in the future. Because if you spout a bunch of words and not act on it, what's the point? He shouldn't get mad at me for not accepting because when he doesn't act on it and just gives his textbook apology, I should be able to call him out.