Erat in fatis = It was fated
My life has changed so drastically since the last time I had a journal that I find it necessary to just start a new one. It's very hard to write about everything, though, because my life is so complicated.
So, what is there to say about my life?
My mom works two hours away. My sister is mildly autistic. We lived with my mom's boyfriend for the past year but recently moved out when his daughter cut herself and said it was my mom's fault. I was the one who saw her, not that she hid it from me in the slightest. Her story didn't make sense because her dad had just informed her that her mom's "accidental overdose" wasn't accidental, so how my mom ended up being the reason why she decided to cut herself still remains to be seen. Anyway, so we moved out because my mom knew at that point that if we stayed we would all be at his daughter's beck and call - no thanks. The daughter was a demon anyway, and that's coming from someone who raised a severely autistic child.
That's another factor in my life, too, that I spent so many years of my life helping to raise a child (my sister) and now I'm finally getting an opportunity to act my own age, which is very strange.
Okay, to be honest I think I should just bullet the rest of what's on my mind:
As an added bonus, this is the un-busiest I've ever been and I'm lonely. Not the lonely where I need to find somebody to love - I have her already, but the kind where I kind of just miss having friends I could hang out with on a semi-regular basis.
So I guess this could be considered an introduction.
So, what is there to say about my life?
My mom works two hours away. My sister is mildly autistic. We lived with my mom's boyfriend for the past year but recently moved out when his daughter cut herself and said it was my mom's fault. I was the one who saw her, not that she hid it from me in the slightest. Her story didn't make sense because her dad had just informed her that her mom's "accidental overdose" wasn't accidental, so how my mom ended up being the reason why she decided to cut herself still remains to be seen. Anyway, so we moved out because my mom knew at that point that if we stayed we would all be at his daughter's beck and call - no thanks. The daughter was a demon anyway, and that's coming from someone who raised a severely autistic child.
That's another factor in my life, too, that I spent so many years of my life helping to raise a child (my sister) and now I'm finally getting an opportunity to act my own age, which is very strange.
Okay, to be honest I think I should just bullet the rest of what's on my mind:
- I think my dad has cancer.
- My mom finally seems to support me getting married (to another woman, but that wasn't her issue).
- I need to apply to grad school
- My sister didn't regress when we moved, which is ridiculously good fortune when it comes to autistic children
- I've recently found God in a way that I haven't experienced before, and I don't know how I feel about it
As an added bonus, this is the un-busiest I've ever been and I'm lonely. Not the lonely where I need to find somebody to love - I have her already, but the kind where I kind of just miss having friends I could hang out with on a semi-regular basis.
So I guess this could be considered an introduction.