I just have to let this out, omg.

So my dad is being the biggest bitch ever lately.
We usually go on walks together cause we both need the exercise, yadda yadda yadda.

But recently, I’ve been so unbelievably swamped with school work that I’m just exhausted by the end of the day and frankly don’t have enough time to go on a 2 hour walk with him.

So far, he’s gone on 2 walks by himself this week. And he’ll come home and make a big scene about how WONDERFUL walking is and how I NEED to go on walks.

And today he poked me and he’s like “You need to go on more walks, kiddo” like I’m some fucking fat lard. Who does he think he is??

He goes on 2 fucking walks without me, and all of a sudden he thinks he’s some grand master of exercise and can tell me what I need and don’t need.

I’ve lost 50 fucking pounds man, I think I know how to exercise and how to eat right. I’ve been at this shit for 5 years and for him to STILL look down on me is so fucking irritating.

GOD. 7 more fucking months. Can’t wait. Get me the fuck out of here. 

Okay, done. Sorry. Just had to say something about this.