therealtexasguy

I think I just broke up my dad's fourth marriage. oh well. I've been telling him from the beginning not to lie to his wife (although she is one of those people who is so critical of everyone that EVERYONE in her family lies to her), and to especially keep me out of it. so when I got called on his last lie, i fessed up. I'm fucking tired of this shit. no wonder I can't keep a steady fucking relationship; I've got my father who is terrified of not being with someone, and my mother who is a user and manipulator and turned into a whore for attention after her first marriage. their marriage wasn't all that great either - all i remember is fighting and arguing. this very likely might mean a move to Seattle or Portland for me. now i need to check on college tuition rates up there, of course i could always get a job with a real estate company up their managing their rental properties. i have the experience.

i almost hope they break up. it'll be hard on me (i'll lose my insurance, which'll end up costing me close to five hundred a month alone), but i won't feel alienated in my father's own fucking house. the ONLY time i will EVER go over there is if i NEED something that i cannot find anywhere else - like a tool he has that i don't or some building materials i stored in his garage or something important for that. i mean, if i go over and hang out i get the fucking fifth degree from his wife (how's school? did you get that work done at such and such a house? did you register for next semester? did you go to that doctor's appointment? did you do your financial aid yet? did you call your grandparents yet? and so on and so on...i'm so not kidding, it's non-fucking stop). and this bitch is only my step mother of something like six years (if that). i never even liked her - she is the antithesis of everything i stood for in my early life. an ex-air force intelligence officer who is so anal it's terrifying. and she's a hypocrite - she can have a dozen pets, but if you buy one suddenly it's the fifth degree about if you can afford the food and vets and care and if you have time for one (i buy a SNAKE that it literally costs a buck fifty A MONTH to feed and take care of, and here she is suggesting it might be "too big a responsibility for a college student").

it's not all her fault. she thinks she knows how to be a mother, but she has never had a child. her first marriage (she's a widower) ended so badly that her step kids sued her cause she was trying to rip them off. says a lot about her. then she expects me to treat her, a total stranger, like a mother after knowing her for a year or so. and she's the reason i couldn't have girls in my room! bitch!.....(jeez, have wild sex with one girl in your bedroom during a family dinner and you pay for it the rest of your life).

if they do get divorced, my old man is going to walk away with some money, though, so college might still be in my future. i will, of course, have my regular job. i'd actually end up with almost twice as much money because she wouldn't be involved in it at all (she get's a certain fee for doing real estate law related things).

well, fuck her, i didn't like her from the beginning and i'm liking her even less as time goes on because she is driving this huge wedge between my father and i (he's all i have left in this world - the rest of my family abandoned for the most part). i mean, yeah he and i tend to fight pretty viciously sometimes, but that's normally for our family. i'm beginning to resent him because it feels like he's choosing his wife over me. he has five kids and two grand kids (one of his kids doesn't talk to us anymore - my youngest sister), but i'm closer to him than all of them combined (due to some fucked up shit in our family tree).

fuck it, i'm gonna get drunk. fuck that bitch for putting me in this situation - she comes over here and brings her marital problems into MY living room asking ME questions about their shit? she's lucky i didn't throw her out on her ass.