Saturday, January 25, 2014

and the saga continues

9/8/2002

latest word from the psycho in-laws... the "official" word is that i went over there with some 'homeless looking person' yelling, screaming, cursing and threatening charlie's mom. first of all she never came outside. the funny thing is that charlie did have a yelling match with his mom, but as it is the family code never to trash family, the responsibility is all on me.

gonna have to talk to lyn about using her bataka bat tomorrow. there is definitely a need to beat the hell out of someone in effigy. wonder if lyn will approve putting a pic of them on the pillow?

it is so hard to not get so 'proud' of myself for dealing with it the way we did earlier this week that there's a transition to looking down on them.

keep telling myself... they are no less human that i am. they are no less fallible than i am. they have no less potential than i do. they will reap the rewards of their choices without my getting all smug about it. being a pissy bitch won't hide the hurt this brought up. well, maybe for a little while, but i've grown tired of being bitter. it sucks admitting they succeeded in causing hurt, but the sooner we deal the sooner we heal.

i think i can
i think i can
i think i can
we need a set of darts and a pic of wendy
no, that's not it
i think i can
i think i can
shit this is going to be hard but the best never comes easy right?
i know we can
i know we can