It is our last day to clean and empty the house me and my dad just moved out of and I’m dreading it. I just keep thinking about how he’s gonna scream at me again and call me lazy and stupid and threaten me. I can’t escape I tried to do stuff with the house throughout the week but I’m just so busy and tired and ready to give up on life and I don’t CARE if the shit gets done I just don’t. I just keep thinking about how I just wish he’d die.