| WARNING: The following if filled with self pity, read at own risk! |
[Jun. 24th, 2006|10:48 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  depressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | U2: Tomorrow | ] |
when did i become one of those girls that you see in movies and books who feel the need to solve or avoid their problems with booze and ice cream? here i sit, with a half a glass of wine and having just put the ice cream back in the freezer. i'm becoming one of those girls i use to make fun of :O
it's not that i have problems, well nothing major anyway. it's just that once again i let me family get to me. god it's so complicated that i don't even know where to begin or to even begin at all. i mean who really cares besides me? i guess it boils down to that i need to get out of here and move on and start my own life. part of me dreads doing it, but part of me can't wait.
this isn't making sence i'm sure. i'm rambling about things but not really what's going on in my head. my family makes me horrible they have too much power over me. the power to lift up and the power to crush. and it seems that too often they use it to crush me. it's always been like this, i'm overly sensitive i know to them. but always in the past i had someone to talk to about it, someone who understood me and them, but now with mom gone i'm finding myself so isolated. i love my family so much that at times i can't picture myself moving away from them, but other times, like today, i want to leave and never come back ever.
i don't know what else to say. there is more so much more floating in my head but i guess it will have to stay there for now. |
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2007-05-15 10:22 pm (UTC)
Considering I dont even know who you are... | (Link)
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...so take this all with a grain of salt.
Decided to read a little more of your lj, to learn a little about you (in a totally non-creepy way, promise)...
Family, at least to my experiences with my own and others, is a very peculiar ideal. They are the people who care about you the most, but also make you extremely crazy all at the same time. I think that there is some sort of timer inside the bodies of parents and children that, at a given point in time, releases chemicals that make each side of the family equation get all wacky.
My adivce (considering this post was made almost a year ago, it may be a tad too late) is to address the situation with a sense of humor and as equals with your family. As long as you respect them as adults, they will be more inclined to do so with you.
Yup...after reading this, I think i confused myself
James | |
