dammit dad. i am so fucking tired of you taking this whole sleeping on time thing way too seriously. i mean, dude you already held our modem hostage, what more do you want?
i don't understand why you're so obsessed with getting us to eat and sleep on time that it has turned you into such a strange solitary monster that explodes just because we missed breakfast.
newsflash: we don't have the same body clocks. like i literally am unable to sleep before midnight these days. also I AM EXHAUSTED. emotionally, physically, socially, everything-ly.
can you just get your paws off my personal schedule. i need time away from you. don't take it personally because it's not just you. i hate everyone right now. i spent too much time among people. i need space.
and i don't expect you to understand because after that breakdown two nights ago, i realized that no one understands and i mean, that's fine. maybe that's too much to ask. just accept that is how it is.
or if you can't do that, just leave me alone. because that's all i need right now. you are not helping my emotional health by doing anything otherwise. just leave me the fuck alone and we'll all be fine.