My father passed away on St. Patricks Day. He had COPD and his lungs were so damaged that he had 3 massive heart attacks with in a few moments. I loved my dad very much and am proud of him. He graduated AA with over 17 years Sober.
My sister and I do NOT get along. She is a practicing addict who is in denial of having any issues. *eye roll* I woke up angry today. So need to rant
I am so fucking sick of this emotional roller coaster.
I am so fucking angry at my sister for being a superior bitch.
I am hurt that I am not being asked to help pick out the picture of my dad to go in the obituary.
Who the fuck does she think she is.
I am a RECOVERING addict. I have not used drugs in 11 years.
I have not drank in 23 months and 12 days.
My past does NOT make me who I am today; no matter how much she says it does.
UGH
