Oct 11, 2010 10:57
I hate holidays. Mostly because people always ask what I'm doing, what my family's doing, and if I'm going to see my mom? If I said my father abandoned me for a year, came back and made my life a living hell, yet I had to still live with him because that is where my pets were and I became increasingly suicidal, would people pester me to talk and make up with him the way they pester me about my mom? I talk about my mother very little, mostly because I don't consider her that. She was once my mother, but then she destroyed the title and now she is simply the woman whose vagina I popped out of.
Anyways, the annoying thing about Thanksgiving this year is that people ask if I'm doing anything and I say no because my dad is working in China. Some leave it at that, but more then you would think ask "Well, what about your mom?" If I said I wasn't celebrating thanksgiving this year because my dad is in China, can you not assume my mother is either a) also not celebrating, or b) not a part of my life? My father is 100x the parent my mother ever was, yet for some reason I'm supposed to have a stronger relationship with her simply because of her sex?
Anyways, it doesn't just happen with this holiday, or even just holidays in general. People ask me what my parents do, I tell them what my dad does and then they ask me what about my mother? I say I don't know, I'm not in contact with her, they ask why not? I'm not even talking about friends either, just random people from my dentist to a career advisor at my school. It all just leads to awkwardness and me saying either "because that is the way it is" or "we had a falling apart" when really I just want to scream at them to "fuck the fuck off you nosey bastard." I don't want to relive the worst years of my life and recount them to satisfy your curiosity.
But all of it begs me to wonder if they would pry that much if I said I wasn't in contact with my father.
bitching,
life