FINEST K.O. - You lose.
Jan. 14th, 2002 12:39 amI can't believe it. She WON.
About 8PM - I hear waterworks. My sister and Dad NEVER talk to each other. EVER. Unless she wants something. So basically, I get called in and reamed for being so mean to her, never allowed to get myseide across, and now I'm not supposed to be on the internet...AT ALL.
FUCK THAT. Already I've resurrected my K4sumi account from beign deleted because Dad never EVER changes his password, and made my account the master account. Let's see if yuo can delete THAT you fucker.
I have a sister who is 24, going on SEVEN. A father who is FIFTY THREE going on twelve. A mother who is FIFTY going on Darth Vader. And then me. 27 going on Cinderella.
Sometimes the forces of good CANNOT defeat the forces of evil. Especially when they gang up on you. And I think it's time for a tactical retreat. Actually, a tactical abandonnment.
Yup. Run away, jus tlikeI always do. Run to Geri's. Run to Pennsylvania. Run back home.
I spent this whole evening binge eating. It was I could do to keep from burning this house down.
What have I gained since coming here? A roof, and three squares a day (well, more like eighteen a day the way this family eats). What have I lost? My identity, my independence, my self-respect, my health and my happiness.
I think I may need to go to Austin a lot SOONER than Friday. And may need to be for more than just a visit.
Tonight I apply for EVERY damned job I can find in Austin. This employment problem ENDS NOW. This family situation ENDS NOW.
Here I am less than a person. I am a utility.
I am not a utility. I am a PERSON.
About 8PM - I hear waterworks. My sister and Dad NEVER talk to each other. EVER. Unless she wants something. So basically, I get called in and reamed for being so mean to her, never allowed to get myseide across, and now I'm not supposed to be on the internet...AT ALL.
FUCK THAT. Already I've resurrected my K4sumi account from beign deleted because Dad never EVER changes his password, and made my account the master account. Let's see if yuo can delete THAT you fucker.
I have a sister who is 24, going on SEVEN. A father who is FIFTY THREE going on twelve. A mother who is FIFTY going on Darth Vader. And then me. 27 going on Cinderella.
Sometimes the forces of good CANNOT defeat the forces of evil. Especially when they gang up on you. And I think it's time for a tactical retreat. Actually, a tactical abandonnment.
Yup. Run away, jus tlikeI always do. Run to Geri's. Run to Pennsylvania. Run back home.
I spent this whole evening binge eating. It was I could do to keep from burning this house down.
What have I gained since coming here? A roof, and three squares a day (well, more like eighteen a day the way this family eats). What have I lost? My identity, my independence, my self-respect, my health and my happiness.
I think I may need to go to Austin a lot SOONER than Friday. And may need to be for more than just a visit.
Tonight I apply for EVERY damned job I can find in Austin. This employment problem ENDS NOW. This family situation ENDS NOW.
Here I am less than a person. I am a utility.
I am not a utility. I am a PERSON.
no subject
Your very identiy gets attacked, your contacts with your friends and the rest of the world get attacked, the world comes to a firey end et c. when you look back to San Antonio. Maybe it will sink in this time.
You are free to go but DO NOT LOOK BACK AGAIN!
SL