I'm neither for nor against apathy

I survived the week. Some trouble with things I thought had been cleared up, did not help my tiredness the least bit. Once surviving the day I got a ride home from Daddy. He was trying to give me money as a "gift" as he put it, since I'm broke and don't really have cash for food for now. At his attempt he managed to say something to really upset me. Really broke me down after a week of keeping myself up by sheer stubborness.
We half sorted it out as he came to visit me and brought me food, since I did not accept the money. I guess I got him worried at being so upset over his words. He didn't mean them, but it still hurts.