my dad lost his job

Mang changes occured in my house after my dad lost his job. It was hard enough to talk to my dad longer than 2 hours. Let alone being with him the whole day. I think we are both trying hard to be close friends with each other, but when my dad is in a bad mood, I've learned to stay away from him. I feel like everyone in the house is trying to force a smile, you know, one of those smiles that never reach the eyes. They just fade away as quickly as they appeared a second ago. (hopefully i am not confusing anyone.) We are all extremely nice to each other, but I think we should really stop pretending to be happy when all the pressures are weighing on our hearts. I would say that today is a "bad hair day" for me, and I just can't be cheerful. At least God wouldn't mind me being honest with Him. I can't force a smile on my face, so I am gonna stay gloomy.
Wow, I got the attitude going on there. lol anywayz I am beginning to be like the girl in "how to deal". The only reason I am mad right now is because I always think about myself. Things will get better and plus this is not my "home" anywayz! How short is this life compare to eternity?