So I have a busy next few days.
Tomorrow: mini-golfing/bumper boating. We were gonna go Thursday but switched it because one of my friends has to work. So I have to wake up fairly early for that.
Thurday: Therapy. Haven't been in awhile, I don't know that I particularly want to talk.
Friday: Blueberry picking with my friend and brother and his friend.
Saturday: Work 11-5, then running over to Milford for a family soiree. And by soiree I mean disorganized chaos. I really don't know how I feel about this little shindig my Aunt sprung on all of us.
She is my great aunt and kind of the leader of our family, and her youngest son just got out of jail. He is bipolar like me, but he always is constantly snorting every drug he finds, and he got in a fight with a minor and poked him with a knife or something. I don't even know. Because of his previous records of drug selling and assault/battery, he went to jail. My family is fucked up. I love my Uncle but he makes me really nervous, he always has and he is just so volatile. Nobody in my family wants to go to this thing. All my other aunts and uncles are all dreading it. It's going to be everyone smushed around a table while people try not to kill each other or themselves. My Aunt will dictate everything and comment on how much weight I lost, I'll binge and purge like a mofo at the buffet, my mother will drink all the alcohol there, my father will hide, my aunts and uncles will yell and laugh and ask me about college. I am getting more and more excited for this. Not.
Sorry for this rant, I just am crappy and I have never gotten along well with my mother. I usually don't even talk about it, but she's been getting more and more on my nerves.
Tomorrow: mini-golfing/bumper boating. We were gonna go Thursday but switched it because one of my friends has to work. So I have to wake up fairly early for that.
Thurday: Therapy. Haven't been in awhile, I don't know that I particularly want to talk.
Friday: Blueberry picking with my friend and brother and his friend.
Saturday: Work 11-5, then running over to Milford for a family soiree. And by soiree I mean disorganized chaos. I really don't know how I feel about this little shindig my Aunt sprung on all of us.
She is my great aunt and kind of the leader of our family, and her youngest son just got out of jail. He is bipolar like me, but he always is constantly snorting every drug he finds, and he got in a fight with a minor and poked him with a knife or something. I don't even know. Because of his previous records of drug selling and assault/battery, he went to jail. My family is fucked up. I love my Uncle but he makes me really nervous, he always has and he is just so volatile. Nobody in my family wants to go to this thing. All my other aunts and uncles are all dreading it. It's going to be everyone smushed around a table while people try not to kill each other or themselves. My Aunt will dictate everything and comment on how much weight I lost, I'll binge and purge like a mofo at the buffet, my mother will drink all the alcohol there, my father will hide, my aunts and uncles will yell and laugh and ask me about college. I am getting more and more excited for this. Not.
Sorry for this rant, I just am crappy and I have never gotten along well with my mother. I usually don't even talk about it, but she's been getting more and more on my nerves.
Replies