blargh

its mommy's birthday (well really it was yesterday but the weather sucked so i stayed home whatev) anyway we went to dinner and i took mom to get pedi's and everything and that was all well and good until dad started talking about greyson, no one else in his family and no matter how nicely i said that i really don't give a shit how he's doing he always got mad at me and then tried to continue on about how he was, i don't understand this, dad knows what he did to me is dad just trying to pretend it didn't happen or that maybe i'll get over it magically? i don't get it and even after the dinner was over and conversations miles away from "the evil one" i just felt sick i felt dirty and i had to take a shower when we got back to get it out of my head, i know i've had dreams about getting over and discussing the events out with him but....i can't get over it by myself, hopefully beckah can help and hopefully the rest of my weekend can resolve the feeling of anger and hatred i feel boiling to the surface....hmm that seems like quite a rant well here to make everything better here's a picture of a dinosaur i drew, enjoy.