I'm still here, y'all.
I actually visit this site once a day (usually). I'm lurking like crazy. I'm commenting on Member Review sets like it's my solemn responsibility. I'm read blogs and leaving no comments. I totally suck like that.
I've hardly known what to say.
If you'd like a dull, run of the mill update, there's some cool stuff going on. My boss agreed to hire me full time on salary (even if she's hiring me as a salaried consultant, which sucks come tax time). That will kick in in late August. Then I can move out of this house. I don't intend ot be with this company for too long, but this will keep me with them for another year.
My father is going crazy. He's been a little crazy for awhile, but now I'm concerned he's passed a mild psychotic break. He told my sister he realized he is the second coming (keep in mind, my father has never been a christian, ever). At the same time, he's never mentioned it to me. His behavior has gotten more normal around me, if anything (never being totally normal, it's all relative). He has moments of total lucidity.
Meanwhile, he keeps spending my mother out of house and home. No matter what we say, he doesn't seem to understand what he's actually doing or how his actions wreck our family. He just doesn't take responsibility.
And then he thinks he's jesus.
It's a depressing house to live in.
I'm very concerned about the coming recession (and I think many economists are being way to conservative about it too). I'm already close to the bottom, but I know there's much further down could go. My job isn't all that secure, in my estimation. Regardless of the fact that I've been paying off significantly more than my minimum monthly balance on my credit card, my debt has stayed furiously consistent.
Finally I'll have a full-time job. Finally I'll be out of the house. It just seems that so much could disappear so fast. I'm starting the secure part of my life a little late. With any luck, it won't be too late.
I think my boyfriend is passively breaking another promise. Or guarantee, or what have you.
He told me in January that he would propose within six months, and that is would be a surprise.
Now he thinks I have an ichy finger because I bring it up. I talk about marriage and proposals and the like.
In truth, a big part of me wouldn't care if we NEVER got married. As long as we're living together, that's fine with me.
It's really that the promise was made.
I actually visit this site once a day (usually). I'm lurking like crazy. I'm commenting on Member Review sets like it's my solemn responsibility. I'm read blogs and leaving no comments. I totally suck like that.
I've hardly known what to say.
If you'd like a dull, run of the mill update, there's some cool stuff going on. My boss agreed to hire me full time on salary (even if she's hiring me as a salaried consultant, which sucks come tax time). That will kick in in late August. Then I can move out of this house. I don't intend ot be with this company for too long, but this will keep me with them for another year.
My father is going crazy. He's been a little crazy for awhile, but now I'm concerned he's passed a mild psychotic break. He told my sister he realized he is the second coming (keep in mind, my father has never been a christian, ever). At the same time, he's never mentioned it to me. His behavior has gotten more normal around me, if anything (never being totally normal, it's all relative). He has moments of total lucidity.
Meanwhile, he keeps spending my mother out of house and home. No matter what we say, he doesn't seem to understand what he's actually doing or how his actions wreck our family. He just doesn't take responsibility.
And then he thinks he's jesus.
It's a depressing house to live in.
I'm very concerned about the coming recession (and I think many economists are being way to conservative about it too). I'm already close to the bottom, but I know there's much further down could go. My job isn't all that secure, in my estimation. Regardless of the fact that I've been paying off significantly more than my minimum monthly balance on my credit card, my debt has stayed furiously consistent.
Finally I'll have a full-time job. Finally I'll be out of the house. It just seems that so much could disappear so fast. I'm starting the secure part of my life a little late. With any luck, it won't be too late.
I think my boyfriend is passively breaking another promise. Or guarantee, or what have you.
He told me in January that he would propose within six months, and that is would be a surprise.
Now he thinks I have an ichy finger because I bring it up. I talk about marriage and proposals and the like.
In truth, a big part of me wouldn't care if we NEVER got married. As long as we're living together, that's fine with me.
It's really that the promise was made.
I love hims so much.
I'm just having a blue day.
Love to you...
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I understand your boy issues too....if the promise wasn't made...it would never be a big thought...but if he made it...he probably means it. Miss you, wish we got to talk more like old times!
I hope you don't give up on your dreams completely. Adjust them a bit to make them more accessible, maybe, but never give up on them