So, my mom is getting divorced once again [third time]. I hate this. I don't really understand the concept of marriage. It just seems pointless to me, in some weird way. Probably because every marriage I've ever witnessed up close and personal, has NEVER worked out... it's either fighting constantly or getting pissed off at each other and not speaking, or just getting divorced. This is really rediculous.

And then, I go outside last night, and my step dad was attempting to commit suicide... He literally tied a noose around our swingset and stood on the bucket... and was going to actually kill himself. I had to make him get down. It was terrible. Who the fuck would let something take over your life like that to where, when it fails, you are willing to take your own life? GAH! I hate marriage.