So, here's the deal. My dad, who I haven't talked to in like 3 years, said he is going to come to my graduation. He told my Nana that. Who said I was inviting him to come? Not me.
For those of you that don't know the story behind my dad. We haven't talked in so long because he never kept in contact with me. It was only on his time and not about me, basically. After I while, I quit caring and worrying about it. Ignored the rare phone calls. And I haven't had a phone call in a while. My dad is sorry. He doesn't remember my birthday or anything. Never really cared, so why should I care now. I mean, really. It just pisses me off. How hard is it to call your daughter more than once two months. So yeah, 3 years of pretty much no contact. Well actually, none from him. His wife is the one that sends me pictures of Gabby. But thats all she cares about. She doesn't care how I feel at all. Just that Gabby misses her sister. I miss her too. Its hard to do this. I don't want Gabby to be mad at me. But its really awkward after not talking to him for 3 years, its not like I can just call him and say hey. Maybe I'll just send him an invite, see if he shows up, and go from there. I don't know yet. This is really hard.
Yes, I finally found something worth while to complain about.
:) I feel better, I had something in me that was just dying to complain and get out whatever that something was.
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