Jul 16, 2003 19:52
"Tracey, their are so many things I wanted to talk about to you. But our time is always so short and hectic.
I know you want to do your thing and live your life to your choosing.
But are you sure this is the kinda life you really want to live? You have such a good mind and so many talents. Worked so hard in college, its hard for us to understand your thinking.
first you have to control your temper flash point. Its not going o help you in getting ahead. Then how you dress will turn people away from hiring you...."
love
grandma
I thought grandma's were supposed to be sweet and nice and bake you cookies and shit. All I get is shit shit shit. I just want to tell all these people to fuck off or accept me, but I am supposed to take this because they are related to me, or at least so i'm told... How do I know that i'm not some test tube baby experiment or that they even exist in anything other than a reality I created in my mind. That's to easy. I am torn between being really hurt that people hate me for being who i love to be, and being verrrrry very angry, because its not their place to say a damn thing about it, but i'm trying to be nutral about it all and that is not so easy.