This is my big girl day.
I got home from the shore about an hour ago. Holes, shit broken. Apparently my strict, Catholic and usually pristine parents had a fight. My dad's not here. The only information I can get from my mom: "He wants me to have nothing." So they were getting a divorce. Their kids didn't know. Hmm. "I'm getting half of everything that's mine." So of course instead of talking it gets turned around on how I ruined my sister's tank top accidentally. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. Interesting.
This is my big girl day. I'm not upset at all, this all should have happened a few fights ago. It is, however, monumental, and just cements what I already knew about marriage and love and that it can't exist together. So happily, I'm getting ready for work, to save more money. I will never be like my mom and let a man support me, even if he is my husband. Stupid stupid stupid.
This is my big girl day. I'm not upset at all, this all should have happened a few fights ago. It is, however, monumental, and just cements what I already knew about marriage and love and that it can't exist together. So happily, I'm getting ready for work, to save more money. I will never be like my mom and let a man support me, even if he is my husband. Stupid stupid stupid.