Wake up call?

So I've been sorta suffering from jetlag, feverish, diarrhea and just idk mood swings maybe from all that had happened to me. This past 2 months feels so shitty, well the worst if anything and feels like it ain't gonna get any better at all.

And today dad said "if not for you being my son, I would've asked you to fuck off long ago"

I was so tempted to say, "if not for you being my dad, and me being a filial son, I would've stayed in melbourne and not fucking come back at all, if not for mummy begging me to come back and take over your business, I would've stayed on in melbourne and do whatever. "

Then you keep fucking yapping on about if you die and what not.

DOES THAT MAKE ME FEEL BETTER MATE?
Here I am, trying to learn, trying to do better, trying to help the business, sure its not per se my passion and my passion never earns money, what gloving? dancing? Yeah all these artsy fartsy shit will never make money, gaming, I had a shot once but no, I came back for CNY and they cancelled my sponsorship.

SO, I fucking took up your boring ass work, which I don't mind, cause its your legacy and seeing it go to waste because nobody fucking wants to take over, makes me feel like I'm responsible to see through with it.

Then you fucking talk with no fucking EQ, actually why am I bothered with all these EQ shit, lame.

BUT YES..

What a bad day, I'm gonna pop another pill to sleep.
JUST SO I WILL have some sleep before getting looked down by you again.

Your beloved or just sorta your responsibility,

Your son,

Andy.