because I'm still in love with you, on this harvest moon...

[kite_head]

one of the worst weekends of my life. period. I hate mental illness. sometimes, sometimes I wish I could just run away to canada. or anywhere. forget who I am, forget school, and live off the land. but romantic dreams don't accomplish much

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[ricefishstar]

i constantly analyze my relationship with mom and dad in and effort to finally be well-adjusted; also to be the best mom possible. i really thought mom and i had moved past the rough times. she needs her g.d. meds, but she'll never admit it.

i try my damnedest to love mom, but she's always pushing me and everyone else away when she's un-medicated. i think i love her, but when she's like this i can't say that i like her.

dad is amazing. i love that man so much. he's always there for me and the kids and he never throws it in my face. he reminds me of Siddhartha on the boat at the end of the story. a happy, peaceful, enlightened man who understands life and is okay with it.

i wish you could have come to my party and had cream puffs. i love you so much.

[kite_head]

I love you too.

I, personally, ended up not doing anything. I just napped. apparently while I was napping they went to the cemetery and mom cooked dinner in a way she knew I wouldn't eat it at all. (lots of bell peppers and some jalepeños and the like). I hope things are okay with you.

I know I also forgot how much of a bitch irma can be and how much she contributes to mom sucking. oh well.

take care of yourself.

[fridge_buzz_now]

*hugs* I love you so much.

The more I think about my relationship with my mother, the worse I feel. I don't know if I can ever forgive my father.

[kite_head]

oh honey. I understand. I'm just sayin'. *hugs back* I love you too. forgiveness is good though, not just for them, but for us.

[fridge_buzz_now]

You're probably right. I hope I can get to that place in life.