Wow. My dad is a gigantic asshole and just completely ruined the good mood I was in. Fuck him in the ear. I am not speaking to him and I bet he won't even notice, but I'm doing it anyways, because if I speak to him I'm just not going to be able to keep from disrespecting him and he'll pitch even more of a juvenile fit than he's doing now.

I realize drugs are not a solution to anything, but I would really like some fucking marijuana right now because taking a Xanax would just be admitting how close to a panic attack he can push me by being a douchebag. I can't get out of this house soon enough to suit my tastes.

eta: Running away is understandable from my 17 year old sister. If you're fucking 46 years old, you're a little bit old to be running away from home. He's not answering his phone, he's not answering texts. My mother is flipping out. I am not going to speak to him for a week. I wish he WOULD go off to Massachusetts to see his mother and leave us alone from his bitching and his petulance for a little while.