Late night bake fest!
So I feel pretty content right now. I went back home last week to see my parents. I don't even feel like I was there, it didn't last long. Before I knew it, I was back at home with Cesar and everything just went back to normal. I feel sad that I didn't get as much time as I would have liked to have with my parents, but I sure tried to enjoy every moment of it.
Of course, this wouldn't have been possible without my father actually being happy that I was around. I've gained new love and respect for my dad. I finally forgave him because he is my father. I have to make peace with at least one of my family members before I die. Why not my dad, right?
I guess I just wish we all could have gotten along this good when I lived with them. Yeah, I'd still be taking care of them and getting yelled at for stupid shit all the time, but I think it could have been good for all of us. Now I know that the saying is true; distance does make the heart grow fonder. I think I it wasn't for Cesar and I moving in together, they would have never thought I could do it on my own. And now they know I can do it. They raised a fighter, not some fucking slave, horrid, scum of the earth.
I am slowly making peace with myself. that's become rather important to me. Makes me feel like I can be a better person. Makes me feel like I deserve better than what I had. And I can make it on my own now.
I'm important too, ya know.
Jessa
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