"Kayla you can't ignore everything that goes on. It doesnt help, nor does it make it go away. But whatever."
You seem to ignore me just fine, now don't you?
That's what she had to say.
Her initial reaction was: 0_0
Gee. Thanks for having something intelligent and heartwarming and distracting to say.
Thanks so fucking much.
Then, when I didn't reply: "Kayla are you okay? Tell me what happened.."
Yeah. I'm fine. Because yo know, everyone is fucking fantastic when they're dad might as well be leaving.
"It doesn't matter."
"Yes, yes it does. Now tell me what went on."
Because demands get you everywhere in life.
"Nothing. Nevermind. It isn't important."
Which brings us back to the first statement.
This isn't important anymore.
I'm done.