Dear Diary,
I have let Jerry do whatever he has wanted today. I don't want to think or act. Today has gone better, he isn't as rough with me. I guess that is how this is going to work for the rest of the week.
He is watching the debates and I am getting drunk.
I wonder if my dad is watching. I can hear his groans and see his eye rolls. Possible cussing and muttering under his breath. I am glad I am not old enough to vote. This country is fucked and the whole world is going to shit!
I am sure my dad is drinking beer right now and probably annoyed or laughing.
Ugh, watching and listening to what I have is annoying.
I think I would rather have Jerry bash my head in then have to listen to much more of this.