Today kinda feels like a turning point for me. Recently I’ve been misbehaving, and it has all been fine and dandy until today my dad legitimately accused me of smoking crack. He found a glass stem off my mflb and said his heart stopped. Just the thought of scaring my dad like that upsets me. But it also made me think. He is okay with me drinking and smoking and what not, but I don’t know if I’m okay with that. Lately I’ve been reckless in not hiding incriminating stuff well enough, and he continues to warn me that if my mom ever finds out or if I ever get caught by the police, that I’m in huge trouble. And honestly, I don’t want to risk that with my mom. Perhaps having it all a secret made it feel like I wasn’t hurting anybody with what I was doing, but now that it is more open I feel like I’m in a way hurting my dad and it’s starting to drive me insane. This whole incident has made me think about my family and how much they mean to me and how I don’t spend enough time with them, and overall I just feel like I need to straighten myself out a bit. I have a pretty fucking great life, and to screw up what I have (Especially with the people around me) would just be shameful and heartless.