Just Another Rant...
Doesn't really matter if anyone responds to this or not... just thought it was best to say the things I want to say here... rather than in real life where the consequences would be incredibly steep and detrimental.
I have had a chance to review over my life and have put together some pieces which is a mystery to me as to why I have done so much sooner.
In school, I was a very good student... achieved Academic Recognition on every TAAS test (yeah, I jumped ship before the TAKS test)... was in several academic achievement classes... extra curriculum... the whole works. This might not be anything... but I've noticed that whenever I accomplished something like this.. that was the time to move to another school... then I'd have to start all over again. When I was placed in the PACE class... which was an accelerated program for the gifted, my mother insisted I'd be placed with the 'regular class.' When I aced all my classes in the 'regular program'... my mom took me out of school to be home schooled. So I did that... then when I tried to return to public school... they reverted me back to the last grade I was in before I was home schooled. By then my mother just shrugged it off and told me to 'figure it out.' So I found an alternative school in a town nearby and in less than a year I made up for the last three years. Really had to work my ass off... My mother was there for my graduation, but she was busy talking with friends... she didn't even notice me getting my diploma. So there aren't any pictures of that graduation.
I've reviewed over other things... didn't learn how to drive until I was almost 19... though my brother was encouraged to learn when he was 16 by my mother. When it was time for me to get ready for college... my mother threw up her hands and told me to 'figure it out'... but she encouraged my brother to pursue the military and even helped him out.
When she left my dad and went to Germany... she told everyone but me that she would be staying with me. I had no news of this until she arrived at my door one day saying she needed a place to stay. She stayed with my then husband and me for nearly 9 months.
Even now... whenever I get a little bit ahead... she suddenly appears and disrupts everything. And there are little things that irk me... such as her smoking in my apartment (I don't smoke)... and her smoking in my car... using my drawings as coasters (it's my desk, why should I have to move my drawings?)... incessant reminders of my nonexistent career and failed marriage... and guilt trips so bad that I have to be a callous bitch to endure them.
I'd wish she'd leave... afraid to tell her to leave for fear she'd construct a way for me to lose my apartment and end up on the street (again...). How can she say she loves me when she treats me like shit?
I don't know... I'm just ranting I guess... I'll figure out a way to persevere... always do. Besides, it's not like I have a choice.
Last edited by Aeradalia; 29-04-09 at 01:47 AM.
"The weakest soul, knowing its own weakness, and believing this truth that strength can only be developed by effort and practice, will, thus believing, at once begin to exert itself, and, adding effort to effort, patience to patience, and strength to strength, will never cease to develop, and will at last grow divinely strong."
- James Allen