Into the Jungle

The semester has started and I'm already stressed beyond belief. I have school under control, but everything else is a mess. I haven't planned anything for photography club. I got really sick a couple days ago. I've been fighting with my mom. JP and I have been very up and down. I try to help him and do what I can to make him feel better when he's down, but it gets me no where. Just this morning I bought his wife a coffee to help get her in a better mood and ordered my own coffee the way JP likes it because I knew he'd be drinking most of it. Yet, I got scolded because someone hit me up on Facebook. We aren't even friends, but we have mutual friends. I don't know this guy, but JP insists it's probably someone I've fucked or are still fucking. Then he suddenly had to get home and left me on the side of the road to catch a bus instead of driving me 5 more minutes to the station himself. I try my hardest to be a good person to him and maintain by own integrity by not folding to his ridiculous ideas and theories. I actually went out on a limb and contacted a tv show with our situation about the suspected cheating and lying. I didn't think they would actually get back to me to be honest. But low and behold, I got a call last night saying to call them back when I got the message (I missed the initial call). I was thrilled. I immediately told JP and he was resistant. I don't exactly want to do this on tv, but hey, it gets us a free professional polygraph. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove my innocence and loyalty to JP.
On a happier note, I spent time with my dad when I was sick. I napped on the couch and he brought me fresh water and made me soup. Then we watched a movie (The Secret Life of Walter Mitty). We were commenting on it and discussing it like movie critics. It was fun and really sweet. I like hanging out with my dad like that. If only it would happen more often.