For starters, I am now 18 years old! I didn't get a chance to do any 18-esque things yet (like buying lottery tickets, or cigarettes (I don't smoke) or whatever). I thought I might have a better day than I did, but what can ya do? I did, however get some pretty nice gifts...
- A new Ralph Lauren purse... This one was quite controversial because my mother told me she returned it as a punishment (will explain later) but it turns out she didn't return it so now its mine and I'm rambling.
- Photoshop Lightroom 5 and a tablet thing that I can draw with (I don't know how to explain it but its kind of like a huge track pad on a laptop--but more awesome)
- A CD, Animal Collective to be more specific
- Speakers that plug into my phone or iPod or whatever
- A Starbucks mug that is super cute, along with Peppermint Mocha mix and a $10 giftcard
- Last but not least my dad's girlfriend is buying me paint for my new room!
New room?
Ah yes well on Saturday, I moved from my mom's house to my dad's house. It was an imminent event... I just couldn't put it off any longer. This goes a long with the whole taking my present back thing. Anyway, it only took two hours to pack up all my things, but they filled up two cars and a trailer... I have a lot of crap. Anyway this whole moving thing has been quite the emotional roller coaster for me because:
a) I love my mom very much and we are very close.
But...
b) She has said and done some very mean things that I just can't overlook anymore.
So I know this move was the right thing for me, but my mom is very upset about it and I feel bad for leaving her all alone until my stepdad comes back in March. Which means I miss seeing her on her birthday, Christmas, and New Years. Those are our favorite holidays, and birthdays are a big deal in our (I guess now her) house. Birthdays are your personal holiday and should be treated as such. Point is, no one wants to be alone on any of those occasions. "But you can just go visit her, right?"
Wrong. She said that she no longer has children and that she may as well be dead to us. What a nice thing to tell your kids, huh? So I will not be seeing her for a while. In the mean time, I do plan on calling her on her birthday and sending her a gift.
I thought maybe typing all this out would help me feel better about this whole ordeal... I will end this with a short story for you:
While talking to my dad about this and about my mom, I told him I was worried about mom and the fact that I could possibly turn out like her/ have a hard time later on in life because of this. He responded with this and I don't think I'll ever forget it:
"Whatever life you live in, you create it."
He probably didn't come up with this on his own or anything, but it's pretty relevant to me right now. I don't know... I could explain it and what not. but it's getting late and I'm finally getting a little tired. I guess just take it for what it is.
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