Im already hurting enough as it is from a one time relapse in 2 and half years and its literally eating me up inside. Complete loss of interest, I don’t want to talk to anyone but decided it might be alright to talk to and see my dad today, and he has the nerve to say “that I don’t care” 

Like are you fucking kidding me? I just lost my whole world from a mistake (hes in recover too and had a 9-10 month long relapse a few years back) I relapse 1 day and has the nerve to tell me I don’t care. I couldn’t believe it. Of course I fucking care. A mistake whether it’s consciously done or not doesn’t mean you don’t care. He was my main supporter in my in my immediate family, but not anymore.