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I've been so emotionally hurt by my mom. She still won't speak to me.

Last Thursday, I witnessed a car accident. It made the whole downtown traffic and I couldn't get jeepney nor a taxi home. I came from Christmas shopping with my friends. I walked uptown and my feet started to get really painful.
I called my dad and asked if he could pick me up. He asked where I was and I told him to meet me at McDonalds in Jones Avenue. I walked to there and sat, had a meal and then waited outside.

My dad showed up and i got it the car. He told me how my mom made every excuse for him not to pick me up. He said that she said, "There are many McDonalds in that area! You can't get her. You need to fix my music for my dance practice! I have a competition coming up!". My dad said, "I have to get her. She said its very difficult to get home." My mom said, "I don't care! Let her walk!" ( I was really so far from the house and she expected me to walk.)
My dad then said, "I'll be back in 20 minutes!"

Dad, You are my hero. You are my angel. I don't know what I would do without you crying You are the greatest to me! Even helping me out just for a bit is like a miracle to me. Its like having a taste of water after walking in the dessert being tortured by the sun. crying

All I wanted this Christmas was to have the complete family. I wanted to make apple pie but my mom told my dad I have to buy my own flour. Who am I kidding? I've been trying my arse off to be nice to that woman but she looks at me as if I am garbage. Trash! Useless! She sees me as her useless daughter.

I can't help but cry. It is supposed to be a happy time of the year but its ruined because of her. Christmas for me is just being in the picture and looking at other people being happy and cheerful. This year has ended bad. I wish I could run away...