metal bands i could not stand
So the trip back home was a bust.
My dad and I aren't talking anymore.
I'm staying at my stepdad's for the last few days I'm here.
I probably won't see my brothers for a long damn time.
I'm emotionally drained, on the verge of tears.
It used to be that I flipped out when I got upset...
now I just kind of shut down.
I have a lot of work to do when I get back to the Springs.
Let me tell you a fucked up story.
So I used to have this cousin named Faith.
She lived with her dad in Clinton...
that's where my dad lives now.
Her dad, my great uncle, died one day.
My aunt Shirley took her in.
Faith went off to college, and dropped out pretty quick.
Then she got all manic depressive
and nobody really cared, and Shirley got all her dad's money.
She was about 21 when...
one weekend...
Shirley and her new husband Ed went away for a few days.
They shut off all the water
heat
electricity
emptied the fridge
took all of Faith's medicines
and left her there.
They came back on Sunday
and Faith was dead.
She was in the ground three days later.
Most of my family thinks Shirley wanted life insurance money.
There was no autopsy
and nobody talks about it.
Sheila was 13 or 14 when all of this happened.
She told me over the phone today
that I remind her of Faith.
So, she's making me go talk to someone when I get back.
On a brighter note...
Mandy's moving back in about a week
so that's cool.
My mom kicked her boyfriend
and my brothers out of the house
and bought a hot tub two days before new years.
Sean's living with his girlfriend
and Patrick's living with some crack dealers.
And I thought last Christmas was shitty.
But...shit happens I guess.
Just cause the world falls apart
doesnt mean I have to, too.
My dad and I aren't talking anymore.
I'm staying at my stepdad's for the last few days I'm here.
I probably won't see my brothers for a long damn time.
I'm emotionally drained, on the verge of tears.
It used to be that I flipped out when I got upset...
now I just kind of shut down.
I have a lot of work to do when I get back to the Springs.
Let me tell you a fucked up story.
So I used to have this cousin named Faith.
She lived with her dad in Clinton...
that's where my dad lives now.
Her dad, my great uncle, died one day.
My aunt Shirley took her in.
Faith went off to college, and dropped out pretty quick.
Then she got all manic depressive
and nobody really cared, and Shirley got all her dad's money.
She was about 21 when...
one weekend...
Shirley and her new husband Ed went away for a few days.
They shut off all the water
heat
electricity
emptied the fridge
took all of Faith's medicines
and left her there.
They came back on Sunday
and Faith was dead.
She was in the ground three days later.
Most of my family thinks Shirley wanted life insurance money.
There was no autopsy
and nobody talks about it.
Sheila was 13 or 14 when all of this happened.
She told me over the phone today
that I remind her of Faith.
So, she's making me go talk to someone when I get back.
On a brighter note...
Mandy's moving back in about a week
so that's cool.
My mom kicked her boyfriend
and my brothers out of the house
and bought a hot tub two days before new years.
Sean's living with his girlfriend
and Patrick's living with some crack dealers.
And I thought last Christmas was shitty.
But...shit happens I guess.
Just cause the world falls apart
doesnt mean I have to, too.