May 28, 2004 13:12
Older sisters suck. I won't get into lengthy explainations, I'll just put it this way:
Same shit, different day.
God save Bradley. He's the victim in all this. The more time goes on, the more convinced I am that one day I will be the one taking care of him. His mom obviously doesn't give a shit about him, and his dad seems a little sketch if you ask me. Who does that leave? He has a grandpa on his Dad's side, who i don't know much about; he has a biological grandpa on his mom's side that wants nothing to do with him; he has my dad, who is pretty sure he's bound to end up like his mom; he has my mom, who, though she loves him dearly, cannot afford or manage another child; and he has me.
I never wanted children. Am I doomed to be stuck with one anyway? Not that caring for my nephew would be anything close to a damnation, but it wouldn't leave much room for school, a career, friends, and a social life. Man that would suck. In any case, I suppose it's too early to be obsessing over these things. No matter what happens, it will all turn out okay because someone up there loves me.
So, If you didn't understand any of this post, I'm sorry. I just needed to get things out of my head and into words. I guess I'm saying that this post is more for me than anyone else, so don't worry if you don't follow it easily.