Tomorrow will be bullshit because my dad will try to be bullshit. It is a simple realization that I know will surely come true. As AC / DC's Thunderstruck hit me in the headphones, and the app showed another five minutes training, I was spinning in my head all the possible scenarios of tomorrow's accusations of not fulfilling the ultimatum he gave me three weeks ago. I would never do anything to hurt my mother. And ignoring the father would not eradicate the problems. It will never disappear. I plan to go to dinner tomorrow and come up with an attitude that will show him he can’t manipulate me. Maybe alcohol will help me with that. As the song ended, I seemed to hear dull thuds, but I ignored them because I intended to complete the last part of the climb on the treadmill. I'll like a hot s
