On a personal rant...
for those who do not know me well..sorry for the personal rant. this would be an issue that those close to me would hear, or that i would hold internally... the internet is truly a blessing for ranting and getting it all "out there", and away from the ole brain to chew-the-fat.
i got a call today from saanich for an interview for the toc list. it is confusing and complicated situation that deals with weighing the options of staying in a static position, in a place that i am "blah" about, earning a good living...or... taking a leap to an area that my heart belongs, but that could result in a finiancially complicated situation...
anyhoo, the lady phoned my dad, my alternative contact, and told him about the interview. my dad in turn phoned me, and prety much told me that i was making a horrible decision to go over to the island for EVEN the interview; that I was making an unwise decision that would completely mess-up my future. he then goes on to tell me that i have been a very "messed-up" person that has changed considerably in the last three and half years, and he doesn't know what has happened to me, but he doesn't like the change, that i am a person that he (pretty much) doesn't like. at that time, i pretty much hung up on my dad. what the hell? if there one thing that i do not need right now it is parental bull shit.
perhaps i have changed in the last three and a half years, but i wouldn't say for the worse, or even for the better. if anything, it has been "a" change. we all change throughout our development as adults entering an adult life...but jesus...to tell me that i am a horrible person, making horrible decisions...what the fuck?!? I just want to teach on the island, not sell crack to teenagers, open my own porno store, or something as equally fucked up. and then i got to thinking, eric and i have been together for about that time. is it something to do with our relationship? what the hell? I am so confused, pissed off, and outraged! Aren't parents supposed to be there for support, guidance and assistance, not to hack your life apart.
Jesus, am I ever pissed - and i doubt i will find any resolution to this emotional turmoil that my father has just rocket-launched me into.
i got a call today from saanich for an interview for the toc list. it is confusing and complicated situation that deals with weighing the options of staying in a static position, in a place that i am "blah" about, earning a good living...or... taking a leap to an area that my heart belongs, but that could result in a finiancially complicated situation...
anyhoo, the lady phoned my dad, my alternative contact, and told him about the interview. my dad in turn phoned me, and prety much told me that i was making a horrible decision to go over to the island for EVEN the interview; that I was making an unwise decision that would completely mess-up my future. he then goes on to tell me that i have been a very "messed-up" person that has changed considerably in the last three and half years, and he doesn't know what has happened to me, but he doesn't like the change, that i am a person that he (pretty much) doesn't like. at that time, i pretty much hung up on my dad. what the hell? if there one thing that i do not need right now it is parental bull shit.
perhaps i have changed in the last three and a half years, but i wouldn't say for the worse, or even for the better. if anything, it has been "a" change. we all change throughout our development as adults entering an adult life...but jesus...to tell me that i am a horrible person, making horrible decisions...what the fuck?!? I just want to teach on the island, not sell crack to teenagers, open my own porno store, or something as equally fucked up. and then i got to thinking, eric and i have been together for about that time. is it something to do with our relationship? what the hell? I am so confused, pissed off, and outraged! Aren't parents supposed to be there for support, guidance and assistance, not to hack your life apart.
Jesus, am I ever pissed - and i doubt i will find any resolution to this emotional turmoil that my father has just rocket-launched me into.