Family joys... or not
My mother sucks. I called her yesterday to tell her about the painfull kitty drama, and she's not home. ok, she can have a life. She calls back right as I'm leaving for work (1 foot out the door) and I tell her to call today. She does, I get into the painful story, and she doesn't seem to care at all.
Well, sorry that I care more about this kitty than her stupid abusive bitch mother. My family is what I'm making it, even if it has little fuzzy ones in it, and if I'm not allowed to be upset that someone from it is now gone, then too bad. My real family is fucked up, and I spend as little time as possible with them because of it.
In Six Feet Under, Brenda commented that when someone loses a spouse, they are a widow/widower. When a child loses both parents, they are an orphan. But there is no word for losing a child, because it's just too fucking terrible.
It's getting better, but it still hurts.
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Well, sorry that I care more about this kitty than her stupid abusive bitch mother. My family is what I'm making it, even if it has little fuzzy ones in it, and if I'm not allowed to be upset that someone from it is now gone, then too bad. My real family is fucked up, and I spend as little time as possible with them because of it.
In Six Feet Under, Brenda commented that when someone loses a spouse, they are a widow/widower. When a child loses both parents, they are an orphan. But there is no word for losing a child, because it's just too fucking terrible.
It's getting better, but it still hurts.
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