Jul 04, 2009 23:23
FINALLY back in Texas.
I love it, never realized how stressed I was until I was on the plane and pretty much cried when I realized where I was about to be.
It's still hard though. My mom and dad both moved to different places when I left, so everywhere I'm going is new. Not home.
Right now I'm at my mom's lakehouse. We just realized she has disappeared with her car after my stepdad told her she couldn't have anything to drink. (she is currently trying to be sober) &My stepbrother is here, who just put his newlywed wife into rehab for alcoholism.
What a great thing for him to see?
And then, of course, are the people. I haven't told very many people that I'm back but of course word has spread. And, as surprising and depressing as it is, the people I DIDN'T get in-touch with are the ones trying the most to see me. Excluding one or two, everyone has used 'gas money' or 'distance' or 'I'mjustalazydouchebag' as reason for not seeing me. But the ones I expected the least from are driving and trying the most to make sure they see me while I'm in town.
I already know that I'm satisfied nowhere, so what's it matter?
I don't know, I just thought this was supposed to be home.
Oh &my dad's dad just died a few days before father's day.
YAY SUMMER BREAK 09!