So my grandparents booked a hotel for us for 2 days. My dad has to attend my cousins wedding, but my mom, brother and I aren’t (we weren’t invited). Soon as we got down to seaside, everyone met up for lunch at pigs n blanket. First thing to go wrong was the parking. We let our Grandparents parked in the place we found, and we spent 10 minuets finding somewhere. We got out to meet them, and they were nowhere to be found. So we went straight to the diner, and they had decided to move CLOSER to the diner and give up the Parking spot we gave them. Second thing to go wrong was a dog. Cousins brought their dog, but didn’t think about what would happen to it as we were out and about, so they decided to give US the dog to watch, instead of going to lunch. We were walking up and down the boardwalk for over an hour as everyone was taking their sweet time eating. My dad of course was upset, and kind of expressed it to everyone when they came out. After that, we were told to head down to my cousins hotel. We were told it would be a 20 minute short walk, and it ended up being an hour walk in the hot sun. My dad was going off at this point, and the cousins brother got an earful of the drama. Soon as we got to their hotel, my dad just went off in front of everyone and demanded my grandpa to drive us all back to our car, because we were so tired and didn’t want to stay anymore. My mom had gotten horrible blisters on her feet. When we got back to the car and grandpa drove off, my dad asked if we wanted to just stay and hang out since we could actually go into stores. My mom opted out and we went back to the hotel. Everything was fine until we went out for food. My dad started screaming at my mom because “she was going the wrong way” when my brother and I were trying to tell him she was going the right way. He wouldn’t listen. After the freak out, we finally got to the diner, and dinner was eaten in awkward silence, and I want to cry from stress. My dad is in a shitty mood and taking it out on all of us, and all I want to do is go home. I miss my boyfriend. I haven’t seen him in over a week because he’s been working everyday. he finally has Saturday and Sunday off, and I’m missing it because I have to be here in this fucking chaos. I’m not even invited to the wedding!!! Anything would be better than here, and I know tomorrow is probably going to be even worse. Nobody is communicating. I knew this would happen.

Update: it’s the next day at 8:30am and my mom is slamming doors in the hotel room, walls are really thin, and shes been threatening to take my brother and I home without dad since yesterday 🙂