Well, I had that "meeting" with my mother... no, she didn't "break up" with me. She told me that she's no longer willing to pay for me to see my shrink. Isn't that awesome?! You see, my mother dislikes my shrink basically just because she tells it like it is, and that inflames my mother's guilty conscience. So rather than trying to make up for her terrible parenting, she's pointing the finger at my doctor, and refusing to pay the bill.
The best part of all of this, though, is that my shrink and I called it. We fucking called this shit weeks ago. I knew she was gonna do this sooner or later. But my shrink has said that she will continue to see me regardless. So really the only thing my mother has done is made herself look like more of an asshole. Nice job, bitch.
So. Anyway. I was also informed by my parents this weekend that I have several thousand dollars waiting for me in the bank, thanks to my deceased grandfather. My parents have offered to turn over the money to me if I want it, and I think I do. I need to get out of their house and establish myself as an independant, so I can get financial aid for school. (Because of various fucked-up home circumstances, the money my parents "should" be using to send me to college is, in fact, going to my highly disfunctional 23-year-old unemployed college-dropout asshole brother.) So, where should I establish myself? Do I attempt to find a livable situation here in NY, as difficult as that is? Do I move out to Cali and start from scratch? Do I head back to Amsterdam, the most welcoming place I've ever been? Any suggestions? Come on, craigslist, don't fail me now.
Anywho, I'm sick. Just a cold or something. But since I'm staying in my grandparents apartment all alone in Manhattan with nobody to take care of me, I expect every single one of you to come visit me at some point in the next few days, bearing chicken soup, tea, chocolate, and/or sexual favors. Any thoughtful alternatives are welcome as well.
I have much love for all of you today. I'm not sure why, but I do. (It's probably just because I'm sick and somewhat delirious.)
The best part of all of this, though, is that my shrink and I called it. We fucking called this shit weeks ago. I knew she was gonna do this sooner or later. But my shrink has said that she will continue to see me regardless. So really the only thing my mother has done is made herself look like more of an asshole. Nice job, bitch.
So. Anyway. I was also informed by my parents this weekend that I have several thousand dollars waiting for me in the bank, thanks to my deceased grandfather. My parents have offered to turn over the money to me if I want it, and I think I do. I need to get out of their house and establish myself as an independant, so I can get financial aid for school. (Because of various fucked-up home circumstances, the money my parents "should" be using to send me to college is, in fact, going to my highly disfunctional 23-year-old unemployed college-dropout asshole brother.) So, where should I establish myself? Do I attempt to find a livable situation here in NY, as difficult as that is? Do I move out to Cali and start from scratch? Do I head back to Amsterdam, the most welcoming place I've ever been? Any suggestions? Come on, craigslist, don't fail me now.
Anywho, I'm sick. Just a cold or something. But since I'm staying in my grandparents apartment all alone in Manhattan with nobody to take care of me, I expect every single one of you to come visit me at some point in the next few days, bearing chicken soup, tea, chocolate, and/or sexual favors. Any thoughtful alternatives are welcome as well.
I have much love for all of you today. I'm not sure why, but I do. (It's probably just because I'm sick and somewhat delirious.)
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mercie:
So let's get an apartment on the lower east side too and I can be a stripper and you can be my bouncer. sound like a plan?? and we can be gorgeous models on the side. hehe I wanna come back too! xoxo!
wuvmonki:
