Blog Vent, best posted here;.
It finally dawned on me the reason why I miss my mom so much.
I miss, the relationship we shared, and how we would always be there for each other, if something was wrong, or one of us was feeling.. badly about something.
Simply put.. since I lost Aflac, I feel all alone.
My aunt the artist.. really is a fucking bitch. I dont know why I talk to this woman on a regular basis, except that I must be addicted to abusive relationships. I'd really love to tell her to go fuck herself, if it wasnt for my promise to my mom that I would stay in touch.
First, and foremost. the bitch is constantly ranting on about her own life, judging my mom, sloughing over my losing Aflac as being "nothing", and trying to tell me how to live my life.
Her favorite expression is how everyone "Just has to forget about everything", as long as she can rant on about my dead mother, when I've asked the bitch not to many times.
My cousin, unfortunately, is obese, and doesnt seem to care.
My aunt rants on about how something is going to happen to him.
He doesnt want to go to the DR, or be concerned about his health.
I've tried to explain to her, that when someone doesnt care about their behavior, a person cant force them to be different.
When I express concern about how my father treats me on an ongoing basis, her favorite slough over, is "He's never going to change", as she then goes back to ranting about herself.
It's quite possible that my cousin is going to be moving to CA. I wish he was taking my aunt with him.
Then, her favorite put down of me, as if I'm nothing.
When I tell her how frustrated I am about my work situation, interviews, etc, her favorite reply is.
"You never really worked at a real job, insurance isnt a real job".
Er,.. insurance requires passing a professional licensing exam, you fucking bitch.
For the record, I completed college, and could have gone to graduate school, if everything didnt get so fucked up.
My cousin, (who didn t have nearly the stress I had during my college years.. between my parents divorce, and the constant threats from my father of how he wasnt going to pay alimony and throw my mom in the street), didnt complete college.
My aunt's favorite expression is College means nothing.
One putdown after the next, as this fucking bitch never takes a look at herself, and her behavior.
"God" took my mom away from me, and left me with a bitch like this, and an abusive father who just doesnt give a fuck, even when I tell him about my ongoing seizures.
I keep hoping I find my way, find a kind woman, and have very little or nothing to do with these people.,
My mom didnt like living away from the family for thirteen years when we lived in PA,
I realize now why I liked it, so I didnt have to deal with this abuse on an ongoing basis.
I love NY,
I cant stand the people I'm dealing with.
The only person who doesnt drive me nuts/abuse me, is my friend Adam.
I know there's nothing that can be done.
I just hope things change soon.
It finally dawned on me the reason why I miss my mom so much.
I miss, the relationship we shared, and how we would always be there for each other, if something was wrong, or one of us was feeling.. badly about something.
Simply put.. since I lost Aflac, I feel all alone.
My aunt the artist.. really is a fucking bitch. I dont know why I talk to this woman on a regular basis, except that I must be addicted to abusive relationships. I'd really love to tell her to go fuck herself, if it wasnt for my promise to my mom that I would stay in touch.
First, and foremost. the bitch is constantly ranting on about her own life, judging my mom, sloughing over my losing Aflac as being "nothing", and trying to tell me how to live my life.
Her favorite expression is how everyone "Just has to forget about everything", as long as she can rant on about my dead mother, when I've asked the bitch not to many times.
My cousin, unfortunately, is obese, and doesnt seem to care.
My aunt rants on about how something is going to happen to him.
He doesnt want to go to the DR, or be concerned about his health.
I've tried to explain to her, that when someone doesnt care about their behavior, a person cant force them to be different.
When I express concern about how my father treats me on an ongoing basis, her favorite slough over, is "He's never going to change", as she then goes back to ranting about herself.
It's quite possible that my cousin is going to be moving to CA. I wish he was taking my aunt with him.
Then, her favorite put down of me, as if I'm nothing.
When I tell her how frustrated I am about my work situation, interviews, etc, her favorite reply is.
"You never really worked at a real job, insurance isnt a real job".
Er,.. insurance requires passing a professional licensing exam, you fucking bitch.
For the record, I completed college, and could have gone to graduate school, if everything didnt get so fucked up.
My cousin, (who didn t have nearly the stress I had during my college years.. between my parents divorce, and the constant threats from my father of how he wasnt going to pay alimony and throw my mom in the street), didnt complete college.
My aunt's favorite expression is College means nothing.
One putdown after the next, as this fucking bitch never takes a look at herself, and her behavior.
"God" took my mom away from me, and left me with a bitch like this, and an abusive father who just doesnt give a fuck, even when I tell him about my ongoing seizures.
I keep hoping I find my way, find a kind woman, and have very little or nothing to do with these people.,
My mom didnt like living away from the family for thirteen years when we lived in PA,
I realize now why I liked it, so I didnt have to deal with this abuse on an ongoing basis.
I love NY,
I cant stand the people I'm dealing with.
The only person who doesnt drive me nuts/abuse me, is my friend Adam.
I know there's nothing that can be done.
I just hope things change soon.
