• Last night
  Normally I'd be writing about school, friends, games, dinner, and all sorts of stuff, but my mind has been preoccupied with my relationship with Dad. We're having a bit of a crisis, and he hasn't said anything further about it (even though he promised to "talk about it in the morning").

But he didn't shoo me away when I got into his bed at the end of the day. I even hung my dress for the next day in his closet, and he didn't say anything. I think he feels the same, but he just wants to avoid another argument for the time being. We brushed our teeth together and got into bed together.

It feels beautiful to me. I know Mum would have wanted us to comfort each other by sleeping together.