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To whomever is controlling my life for the past three years, stop it.
I could put up with the affair that tore my family apart. Listening to Mum and Dad argue was tough and then seeing them play "whose going to sleep on the couch tonight" was also difficult, but when either of them was out of town it was easy to ignore. Loosing Maxie was difficult, but at least he wasn't in pain. He would of been if he stayed alive longer. It has been weird having gone almost a whole year without him. This, however, is just unforgivable. How dare you take away my Ohma and leave my Mum, possibly in a vegatative state. She had better get well, and be semi normal again. I can't forgive that. She hasn't been home since September, because of helping Ohma and Margaret in Fort Fraser. She said she might be home for my birthday, and she wasn't. I was rather upset about that. In retrospect, I do feel rather guilty for feeling that way. Also the being angry with her for feeling like she was just running away from Dad and her life here. But this is just too much. The waiting game, the doctors making sure she doesn't have any damaging between her brain and brain stem. And all the while still having to pretend to be a student and going to work. If your goal was to make me as miserable and feel absolutly retched with life itself. Well done, you have succeded. Now go away and leave me to curl up in my bed, under my covers and cry myself to sleep. I miss her. And just want a hug from her and to hear her tell me it's going to be all right. As childish as this sounds: I want my mommy. T.T
I could put up with the affair that tore my family apart. Listening to Mum and Dad argue was tough and then seeing them play "whose going to sleep on the couch tonight" was also difficult, but when either of them was out of town it was easy to ignore. Loosing Maxie was difficult, but at least he wasn't in pain. He would of been if he stayed alive longer. It has been weird having gone almost a whole year without him. This, however, is just unforgivable. How dare you take away my Ohma and leave my Mum, possibly in a vegatative state. She had better get well, and be semi normal again. I can't forgive that. She hasn't been home since September, because of helping Ohma and Margaret in Fort Fraser. She said she might be home for my birthday, and she wasn't. I was rather upset about that. In retrospect, I do feel rather guilty for feeling that way. Also the being angry with her for feeling like she was just running away from Dad and her life here. But this is just too much. The waiting game, the doctors making sure she doesn't have any damaging between her brain and brain stem. And all the while still having to pretend to be a student and going to work. If your goal was to make me as miserable and feel absolutly retched with life itself. Well done, you have succeded. Now go away and leave me to curl up in my bed, under my covers and cry myself to sleep. I miss her. And just want a hug from her and to hear her tell me it's going to be all right. As childish as this sounds: I want my mommy. T.T