weekend

 Last Saturday my father came home to have dinner together and to talk. We have not seen each other for two years. I was tired because I work on Saturdays and I cleaned the house before he came. We ordered pizza. Dad drank 2 beers and I drank just 1 cup of a drink 4% alcohol. At midnight I was ready to sleep.  I had to drink 2 coffee after the dinner and still was sleepy.
To be honest I didn't enjoy so much the moment together. I didn't have so much to talk about, just about work and family, and both topic are boring. I've told him I don't go to his house because they are always arguing about politics. We talked about how my siblings use alcohol or drugs to evade the reality. I'm the opossite... I'm over aware of reality. He said he has failed 5 times like father, he believe there is not a need to set bounds because he can talk with people and make them reason so they should set their own bounds ... even with his grandchildren 3 years old He says life is simple, and you have to accept that there are a lot of things that you cant control. He admites he's bad couple, etc. But I never hear him saying he will try to be better person. For me he is an absent father, always busy with his work, gf and hobbies. I feel him like a friend who will be there if I need help. My family make me depressed.

Yesterday I had too much noise inside my head so I didn't leave the bed. I chatted for a couple of hours with Michael and it was all.