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Oh holy fucking shit, my father's coming here. To England. In less than two weeks.
...It's not that I don't love him. I do love him. It's not even that I don't want to see him. I do. But I haven't seen him in nearly twenty years, and we never got on very well when we were on the same continent. And... well, it's complicated.
It also means I have to clean. Like really clean. In two fucking weeks. And that isn't even why I'm going into panic tailspin meltdown here.
...Like I said, it's complicated.
*flail*
...It's not that I don't love him. I do love him. It's not even that I don't want to see him. I do. But I haven't seen him in nearly twenty years, and we never got on very well when we were on the same continent. And... well, it's complicated.
It also means I have to clean. Like really clean. In two fucking weeks. And that isn't even why I'm going into panic tailspin meltdown here.
...Like I said, it's complicated.
*flail*
