Depressed

Saturday night was the worse night ever. The whole day really; my girl woke up and didn't even say hi to me. The first thing she said to me was, don't make her anything to drink because I didn't fill up the ice tray. It was down hill from there. I had an attitude all day because there were so many things that she said that I didn't understand. Then, wasn't the time to talk about it because she had an attitude too. I didn't want to argue in front of my daughter.

That night I drank too much. That was the first time in my life that I threw up. My girl said that I even laid in it. I felt like shit, but I knew that the only way I could tell her what was bothering me was to drink a little. I fucked up by getting stupid drunk. I did apologize to her though. I made a fool of myself and I do regret it because it resulted in us breaking up. I didn't want that to happen.

I want her to understand that there are going to be things that I do and she doesn't like because I'm still growing up. I'm 18 years old and she's older than me. A lot of things that I'm going through is just part of growing up. The whole drinking thing had nothing to do with that though. She knows that some things I do, she used to. I don't know what to do right now. I love her so much and I don't want one bad night to fuck up the love we have for each other