The year of exploration. […] The year of discovery.
You don’t get to have me at your mercy. You don’t get to dump me, and then still be welcomed back with a routine. I don’t need you. Not having you doesn’t make me anxious, or feel empty. You don’t cause me the same kind of pain anymore. The anguish, if that, lasts only a moment. […]
I feel like I just chased my father away with my coldness, and now I feel lousy. It’s just that he’s such an inconvenience and a burden, but he doesn’t mean to be an inconvenience and a burden. For all I know, I could be an inconvenience and a burden to him.
He’s been cheating my mom for more than a decade. My mom may be bitter and defensive at times, but at the core of all the hurt, she’s still naive. She started doing “business” with him because our family was pretty wealthy by then, and he was unemployed. Mom wanted to help him get back […]
My pains are so laughable. The guy I ran into probably thought my entire family died or something. By the way, I got my money. I’ll blog about it another time… when I’m not such a Negative Nancy.