Starting to struggle a bit now. My dad has been drinking again, no idea how much, but he's being a bit of an arse. My mum is irritating the hell out of me and J is at the theatre tonight with his parents, the children and Cruella for the panto. I know I have nothing to worrt about and I know he loves me and I also know that his parents didn't really want her to go, but my head isn't being logical. It's still a family night out. Right now it feels like I'll never be a part of that.
