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Five more days until Christmas Eve!
I'm actually excited this year. I think it's because I'm not going to be with my sister.
Ken and I are having Christmas Eve at our house. Barbara is coming over and Sal will be stopping by as well. My nephew will be here for a little bit and then it's just Ken and me. <3
Mom is pretty upset that we won't be coming there to spend Christmas Eve with them, but I have finally decided to stand up for myself and it feels really good.
I love my mother to death, but being around my sister immediately makes me turn 14 again and I start doubting everything about myself. I feel ugly and stupid and just horrible. There's no reason for that and now that I've gotten my shit (somewhat) together, I am not going to sabotage hundreds of dollars worth of therapy by falling into the same traps again.
Christmas Day we're spending at Barbara's mother's house. Lots of yummy homemade pierogis!
Everything is done: presents wrapped, cards sent out, decorations up, food bought. We're ready! I am so proud of myself because I paid cash for everything and I don't have to worry about anything at all this week.
Ugh, there is a HUGE box for me from the cats. I hope it's the Dyson vacuum I asked for. :D I can't wait to open my gifts. I am such a baby.
The cancer has spread into my uncle's lungs. He started his chemotherapy on Tuesday. It's put a damper on things around here a bit (understatement), but I'm not letting anyone see how much it's bothering me because I am a big fat baby and I hate being all vulnerable and shit with my emotions.
I just hope he's going to be ok. :(
Ken is finally back to work. He was not able to work for about a month because his stupid working papers didn't come in. Have I mentioned how much I hate the INS? Anyway, he got them back and he went back to work last week.
Although I liked having him there when I came home from work, the stress of one income was driving me insane. I can't believe we did it for a whole year and I almost couldn't last a month. Go figure!
Anyway, that's my pathetic attempt at an update.
I am not good with the 'showing my sad feelings' thing, but just assume I was all crying and down and shit, because that's how I feel.
Ok? Ok!
Merry Christmukkah!
I'm actually excited this year. I think it's because I'm not going to be with my sister.
Ken and I are having Christmas Eve at our house. Barbara is coming over and Sal will be stopping by as well. My nephew will be here for a little bit and then it's just Ken and me. <3
Mom is pretty upset that we won't be coming there to spend Christmas Eve with them, but I have finally decided to stand up for myself and it feels really good.
I love my mother to death, but being around my sister immediately makes me turn 14 again and I start doubting everything about myself. I feel ugly and stupid and just horrible. There's no reason for that and now that I've gotten my shit (somewhat) together, I am not going to sabotage hundreds of dollars worth of therapy by falling into the same traps again.
Christmas Day we're spending at Barbara's mother's house. Lots of yummy homemade pierogis!
Everything is done: presents wrapped, cards sent out, decorations up, food bought. We're ready! I am so proud of myself because I paid cash for everything and I don't have to worry about anything at all this week.
Ugh, there is a HUGE box for me from the cats. I hope it's the Dyson vacuum I asked for. :D I can't wait to open my gifts. I am such a baby.
The cancer has spread into my uncle's lungs. He started his chemotherapy on Tuesday. It's put a damper on things around here a bit (understatement), but I'm not letting anyone see how much it's bothering me because I am a big fat baby and I hate being all vulnerable and shit with my emotions.
I just hope he's going to be ok. :(
Ken is finally back to work. He was not able to work for about a month because his stupid working papers didn't come in. Have I mentioned how much I hate the INS? Anyway, he got them back and he went back to work last week.
Although I liked having him there when I came home from work, the stress of one income was driving me insane. I can't believe we did it for a whole year and I almost couldn't last a month. Go figure!
Anyway, that's my pathetic attempt at an update.
I am not good with the 'showing my sad feelings' thing, but just assume I was all crying and down and shit, because that's how I feel.
Ok? Ok!
Merry Christmukkah!