I called my parents to see if I could bring them lunch. My father turned it into a rant about how I am "worthless," because I don't attend church and admitted I am agnostic.

I HOPE there is a God, and sometimes I even pray, especially if someone asks me to do it for them. But I can't say I know for sure if there is. I don't. I tried to say he doesn't know for sure either, it's about faith, but there's no getting through to him. I should not even try and I knew that.

Then it was on to more of my failings... I need to lose weight (he's real tall and thin)... like I don't know that, and I have been losing anyway... And why aren't I working, when I have an education... and of all his kids, he thought I'd make something of myself... and more... when he says this crap, it does not motivate me.

I know I will be alright though... this is nothing new... he is, and has always been, just an abusive person most of the time (though other times, less often, he tells me how good I am!)

Enough venting.