Backyard with Papa

Oct. 2, 2022: I had a terrible day today. I volunteered at the Medtronic marathon with mom in the morning. Then we went back to mom’s apartment. The best part of that was having a volcano poke bowl. I didn’t really journal at all today. One of the bad things that happened was I was thinking that I would journal if she didn’t let me drive. She didn’t, and she made me leave my purse at home. I don’t think there was a chance in hell my purse would have been stolen if I was wearing it at the marathon.

Here’s what I wrote today in my phone... “This day is even worse than I anticipated. She won’t let me bring my purse or my journal. I hate my life. I will never be happy. I didn’t know that life could suck this much. I won’t have a good day. Or a good life. I don’t even have my journal to write in, which is why I’m writing here. I even told Matt that I liked my dad better and he said dads are different and more lenient? Or something. There was not even any coffee in the mug she brought. Just a drop. I will definitely tell papa I miss him. Didn’t even bring chapstick either. I think I just forgot chapstick because I wanted today to suck even more. I told mom that too, and that if not for the accident I’d be working today. Moved to spot not next to mom on the light rail to “get some space.” I just didn’t wanna be so close to her. I hope they have chapstick there. Did tell mom I thought I was the most miserable here. She said people who just ran 26 miles might be more miserable. I disagree because they chose to run 26 miles.” I’m glad I was able to journal a bit in my phone.