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SOOOO. The voice mail message I left for my birthday had mixed reactions.
It's funny, my closest family was horrifed, and all my friends thought it was funny. I talked to my dad, after hearing his "Call me back, A.S.A.P. Happy Birthday" message,in a not so cheery tone. He was sobbing and told me it wasn't funny, that when I disappeared to Canada it nearly killed him, and I had better never do that to him again. He said maybe my friends thought it was funny, but he loves me and didn't find it amusing at all.
i was a bit in shock, because my father and i are not very close. I love him, but I've distanced myself from him because A) My little sister is the obvious favorite, and B) He stood by while my mother violently beat me and my siblings my entire childhood. To me, that makes him an accomplice, and I forgive them both, but...I just don't try that hard.
So. I feel bad about making him cry. I wonder if he felt bad when i did.
Anyways, my little brother also freaked, and said he was calling the police. My aunt wanted to know what drugs I was on, and if she could have some. She was joking, but at the end of her message she didn't seem so sure I was or not. Chris wasn't sure either. You think someone knows you.
Anyways, It was fun, it was sad. For my birthday, I went to the Olive Garden for the first time. Not so much. I liked the wine though.
We saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I would do both of the leads in the movie at the same time. Or seperately if that's how they wanted it. But I would.
I recieved no gifts, and 4 cards, one from a family member. All empty.
I don't really care though, as I've decided that the freedom I've broken through to on my own this year is the best gift i could get. that, and the newfound drive to become a fearless, beautiful , talented and versatile woman.
It's funny, my closest family was horrifed, and all my friends thought it was funny. I talked to my dad, after hearing his "Call me back, A.S.A.P. Happy Birthday" message,in a not so cheery tone. He was sobbing and told me it wasn't funny, that when I disappeared to Canada it nearly killed him, and I had better never do that to him again. He said maybe my friends thought it was funny, but he loves me and didn't find it amusing at all.
i was a bit in shock, because my father and i are not very close. I love him, but I've distanced myself from him because A) My little sister is the obvious favorite, and B) He stood by while my mother violently beat me and my siblings my entire childhood. To me, that makes him an accomplice, and I forgive them both, but...I just don't try that hard.
So. I feel bad about making him cry. I wonder if he felt bad when i did.
Anyways, my little brother also freaked, and said he was calling the police. My aunt wanted to know what drugs I was on, and if she could have some. She was joking, but at the end of her message she didn't seem so sure I was or not. Chris wasn't sure either. You think someone knows you.
Anyways, It was fun, it was sad. For my birthday, I went to the Olive Garden for the first time. Not so much. I liked the wine though.
We saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I would do both of the leads in the movie at the same time. Or seperately if that's how they wanted it. But I would.
I recieved no gifts, and 4 cards, one from a family member. All empty.
I don't really care though, as I've decided that the freedom I've broken through to on my own this year is the best gift i could get. that, and the newfound drive to become a fearless, beautiful , talented and versatile woman.