How Do You Feel About Hummus?
My parents are separating again. I dont like to use the "d" word.
I've been watching this car wreck in slow motion for several months now. It's finally come to fruition. But we cant start cleaning up the pieces just yet. Because that'd be too easy and too clean.
Meanwhile, I'm trying really hard to take care of Julia and mama. It's not easy and it's not clean. I want to be left out of it, but I know that's never going to happen.
Every once in a while I get this overwhelming emotion of, "Who's going to take care of me?" And I sit there wallowing in my self-pity for about three minutes before I get pissed off at my own victim mentality, which I hate so much in other people.
It's obvious that my boss isn't happy about the number of personal phone calls I've been taking. And even when I'm at my most rational and responsible, I can only think that it's not going to change. I'm going to take the calls. And really, nothing she says will stop me. I fully realize how stupid this is of me, and yet I have no intention of changing. Like when you know you're about to overeat and yet you keep scooping food into your mouth.
Well, shit. Round two of bull shit, here we go.
I've been watching this car wreck in slow motion for several months now. It's finally come to fruition. But we cant start cleaning up the pieces just yet. Because that'd be too easy and too clean.
Meanwhile, I'm trying really hard to take care of Julia and mama. It's not easy and it's not clean. I want to be left out of it, but I know that's never going to happen.
Every once in a while I get this overwhelming emotion of, "Who's going to take care of me?" And I sit there wallowing in my self-pity for about three minutes before I get pissed off at my own victim mentality, which I hate so much in other people.
It's obvious that my boss isn't happy about the number of personal phone calls I've been taking. And even when I'm at my most rational and responsible, I can only think that it's not going to change. I'm going to take the calls. And really, nothing she says will stop me. I fully realize how stupid this is of me, and yet I have no intention of changing. Like when you know you're about to overeat and yet you keep scooping food into your mouth.
Well, shit. Round two of bull shit, here we go.