I'm really sorry that I spend a lot of time not posting in the main SC forum. I'm fortunate enough that most of my customers are decent people (it helps when I hold the checkbook). I've also been running into a stream of bad luck. Not a lot, just enough to feel a little overly bitchy, but I feel like this is the one place I can rant, because no one, with the exception of a poster and a lurker, know who I am and can be a little more objective than my family/friends.
I got a call from my cousin (who I hadn't spoken to in...6(?) years or so) that my biological mother had a stroke and she may or may not die. It's bad. Now, I say bio mom for specific reasons. I lived with her the first 18 years of my life, but I pretty much raised myself and did not have a magical, sunshine filled life. I did the therapy, I did the anti-whatever drugs, I'm as over it as I'm ever going to get.
I'm upset. Really, really upset. I cursed this woman all my life, but I never thought when something bad actually happened, I would be sad. My boss made me take Wednesday-Friday off to do whatever I needed to do. I still haven't contacted her ex-husband/boyfriend and I really don't want to right now. My cousin has been keeping me updated. Right now, they put a PICC line in and I don't think she's conscious.
Sorry, I know this is all over the place, but I just needed to get it out. My boyfriend has been comforting me as best as he can. He holds me when I cry, he is lending me his baby blanket, so I have something to snuggle, he's been as helpful as he can (I've had to shoo him out of the kitchen while I'm trying to cook). I just...needed to rant. I'm upset because I'm upset and I still don't know if I want to go down there (6 hour drive) and face all the stuff that I overcame and regress and I'm upset because the woman who calls herself my mother, who I loved off and on for 18 years may die and I haven't been able to forgive her.
I got a call from my cousin (who I hadn't spoken to in...6(?) years or so) that my biological mother had a stroke and she may or may not die. It's bad. Now, I say bio mom for specific reasons. I lived with her the first 18 years of my life, but I pretty much raised myself and did not have a magical, sunshine filled life. I did the therapy, I did the anti-whatever drugs, I'm as over it as I'm ever going to get.
I'm upset. Really, really upset. I cursed this woman all my life, but I never thought when something bad actually happened, I would be sad. My boss made me take Wednesday-Friday off to do whatever I needed to do. I still haven't contacted her ex-husband/boyfriend and I really don't want to right now. My cousin has been keeping me updated. Right now, they put a PICC line in and I don't think she's conscious.
Sorry, I know this is all over the place, but I just needed to get it out. My boyfriend has been comforting me as best as he can. He holds me when I cry, he is lending me his baby blanket, so I have something to snuggle, he's been as helpful as he can (I've had to shoo him out of the kitchen while I'm trying to cook). I just...needed to rant. I'm upset because I'm upset and I still don't know if I want to go down there (6 hour drive) and face all the stuff that I overcame and regress and I'm upset because the woman who calls herself my mother, who I loved off and on for 18 years may die and I haven't been able to forgive her.
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