The Craziest Day Ever
Yea, so yesterday was pretty much the craziest day I've had in a long time. Let me preface this all of this by saying my mother has brain dammage, which she got after her cancer surgery when they had problems stabalizing her after and she spent an extended period of time with not enough oxygen for her brain... the main result in this is that she's pretty unstable emotionally and every time she has one of her... fits.... it only makes me think of how little time she has left.
So yesterday my mom asked me to die my hair back from pink to "a normal color" for Easter. After several hours of fighting over whether or not I was dishonoring my family by creative hair color choice with me bringing up that my life must be an utter failure than since I'm divorced and a college drop out. And any other number of awesome things from the past being thrown in to the mix. My mother finally came to the real issue: She's thinking of leaving my father, because she can't take the fact that him and me don't get along very well.
I didn't think she was serious, so I got LIVID over this... then she started talking more and I realized it was for real... she's going thinking of leaving Dad... and so I'm going to be brunette again.
Sucks to be me. She's come out of it now and is back to her normal self and doesn't remember much of what she said (as always) and keeps insisting I don't actually have to die my hair back, but if she had another episode on Easter because of me and left him on Easter I would hate the holiday FOREVER (it's already bad enough considering two years ago I was not welcome at home since I'd left Brad a week prior).
And as if that wasn't enough drama for one day, my exbf (who's been in Afghanistan since the day we broke up) got back yesterday. He met a girl over the internet and is seeing someone new now, but life was awkward for me last night since he kept talking about dating me. He said I was the coolest girlfriend ever... I feel bad for his new girl, because that can't be easy for her. Not at all.
But yea, I'm pretty sure when I made it home last night I was happy to have Joe to vent everything out to and sit and watch some movies with and drink with. He made everything a little better.
Yea, so yesterday was pretty much the craziest day I've had in a long time. Let me preface this all of this by saying my mother has brain dammage, which she got after her cancer surgery when they had problems stabalizing her after and she spent an extended period of time with not enough oxygen for her brain... the main result in this is that she's pretty unstable emotionally and every time she has one of her... fits.... it only makes me think of how little time she has left.
So yesterday my mom asked me to die my hair back from pink to "a normal color" for Easter. After several hours of fighting over whether or not I was dishonoring my family by creative hair color choice with me bringing up that my life must be an utter failure than since I'm divorced and a college drop out. And any other number of awesome things from the past being thrown in to the mix. My mother finally came to the real issue: She's thinking of leaving my father, because she can't take the fact that him and me don't get along very well.
I didn't think she was serious, so I got LIVID over this... then she started talking more and I realized it was for real... she's going thinking of leaving Dad... and so I'm going to be brunette again.
Sucks to be me. She's come out of it now and is back to her normal self and doesn't remember much of what she said (as always) and keeps insisting I don't actually have to die my hair back, but if she had another episode on Easter because of me and left him on Easter I would hate the holiday FOREVER (it's already bad enough considering two years ago I was not welcome at home since I'd left Brad a week prior).
And as if that wasn't enough drama for one day, my exbf (who's been in Afghanistan since the day we broke up) got back yesterday. He met a girl over the internet and is seeing someone new now, but life was awkward for me last night since he kept talking about dating me. He said I was the coolest girlfriend ever... I feel bad for his new girl, because that can't be easy for her. Not at all.
But yea, I'm pretty sure when I made it home last night I was happy to have Joe to vent everything out to and sit and watch some movies with and drink with. He made everything a little better.
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