i was so sick last night i was in tears...i think stress is taking it's toll...it's horrible...i spoke to my father last night...he didn't have much to say...i don't know why i bother...talking to him only makes me feel like shit...i wonder if he knows how much he hurts me? probably not...men are oblivious to anything but beer and television...in his case, television must be more important than his own freaking flesh and blood...but then again, if i was a boy, i'm sure i would get all the attention i wanted...oh well...the on-going hatred of men just got a little stronger...