I'm Tired Of My Dad

 I'm tired of my dad thinking he can fix a problem. 

To put it into context... Our tub with shower keeps having cracks. Instead of buying a new tub or replacing it... my dad decides to put this stuff in it that supposed to keep it from leaking... only problem... it's very hard to stand on top of that stuff because of how it looks and feels and it makes the tub much more slippery. 

Now to also put into more context: I have been having issues with my right hip as of late. Any movement flares up the pain and it's unbearable and it makes me feel sick physically. I am not able to handle this type of pain because of how bad it is.

My dad really needs to fix this problem. But his solution isn't always the best answer.

I mean, I literally have a hole in my half bath in my own room... he covered it up with flex tape. Yes, you are reading this right.

My mom is not any better as she just thinks that I should do this or that.

So yea.

Enough... is enough.

I'm done.

Once I ever get a chance to get the fuck out of here, I will be happy to get out of here.

See ya tomorrow.

B