It's best if you don't read this...
...just don't do it.
There has been a lot that has happened over the last three or four months. The thing that all these things have had in common is that they were all unexpected and unwelcome. Not one of them, that I can recall, has filled me with joy. Of all the things I have lived through, I feel like the price paid has been far greater than they were worth.
It all started when my brother wrecked his car. TOTALED IT!!! Yet, he emerged unharmed. Then Mickey died in a car wreck. Shortly after, I nearly lost job, lost my primary abilities, and had my hours cut back at work. The fact that I'm still working there is a testament to how awesome my immediate superiors are. Right before my birthday, a kid I knew got his family arrested for growing weed. Since the kid had been hanging around some of my mom's neighbors, the cops came by everyone's house, including my mom's, and caused some drama between neighbors. It was a bunch of stupid shit. It made my mother not feel safe living there. Over my birthday weekend, I got into an argument with my grandparents (two of only about 5 people I can genuinely say I love absolutely...I should talk to them more. Talking to them lifts my spirit), because my cousin thought she was hot shit and could use them against me. I lost a lot of respect for her over that (not my g'parents though because their freakin' awesome). Sometime in the middle of September my 19yr old brother told my he got his 19yr old girlfriend pregnant. While I am somewhat disheartened to know that he will have slipped into my father's shoes so effortlessly, he is my younger brother and I will do what I can to him and his family. Still, my father is moving in with me, so we'll see how that goes. It's been five years since I've lived with my father. Then, sometime in October Jessie had some not-so-fun craziness happen. I dunno all the details and I don't wanna know. I mean, I don't he deserves to be put through what he is, and I'd like to show him my support but I feel like this is something that best handled the way he deems without people sweatin' him about the details and what he's going to do.
I'm no drama queen, nor am I sayin' life has been too hard. It's actually been kinda easy and simple for me lately (which I enjoy). But, it does feel like the last several months have been a real bummer for a lot of people I know.
There has been a lot that has happened over the last three or four months. The thing that all these things have had in common is that they were all unexpected and unwelcome. Not one of them, that I can recall, has filled me with joy. Of all the things I have lived through, I feel like the price paid has been far greater than they were worth.
It all started when my brother wrecked his car. TOTALED IT!!! Yet, he emerged unharmed. Then Mickey died in a car wreck. Shortly after, I nearly lost job, lost my primary abilities, and had my hours cut back at work. The fact that I'm still working there is a testament to how awesome my immediate superiors are. Right before my birthday, a kid I knew got his family arrested for growing weed. Since the kid had been hanging around some of my mom's neighbors, the cops came by everyone's house, including my mom's, and caused some drama between neighbors. It was a bunch of stupid shit. It made my mother not feel safe living there. Over my birthday weekend, I got into an argument with my grandparents (two of only about 5 people I can genuinely say I love absolutely...I should talk to them more. Talking to them lifts my spirit), because my cousin thought she was hot shit and could use them against me. I lost a lot of respect for her over that (not my g'parents though because their freakin' awesome). Sometime in the middle of September my 19yr old brother told my he got his 19yr old girlfriend pregnant. While I am somewhat disheartened to know that he will have slipped into my father's shoes so effortlessly, he is my younger brother and I will do what I can to him and his family. Still, my father is moving in with me, so we'll see how that goes. It's been five years since I've lived with my father. Then, sometime in October Jessie had some not-so-fun craziness happen. I dunno all the details and I don't wanna know. I mean, I don't he deserves to be put through what he is, and I'd like to show him my support but I feel like this is something that best handled the way he deems without people sweatin' him about the details and what he's going to do.
I'm no drama queen, nor am I sayin' life has been too hard. It's actually been kinda easy and simple for me lately (which I enjoy). But, it does feel like the last several months have been a real bummer for a lot of people I know.