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My mother called me a little while ago. She informed me that she would be more than willing to have my kids come live with her since I can't handle being a mom right now.
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I never asked her to do that. I never told her I couldn't handle it. I can't even figure out why she thinks taking my kids away from me would even make any sense.
I said, "Thanks, but no thanks. We're fine."
She said I obviously need help.
Yes...but that isn't helpful. And I don't understand how, if she doesn't have the time now just to lend me a hand every so often, she would suddenly have the time to raise two small children.
She doesn't want to help me at all...everything she's done since March has been to cut me and pour salt in the wound.
I think I'm more angry about this latest slap in the face than the others combined. Take away something that makes me happy...I'll survive. Abandon me when I'm struggling...I'll survive. Tell me I'm not doing what a wife should do...whatever. But then, having done all this and contributed to the chaos and pain I'm experiencing now, to tell me that I am a bad mother BECAUSE I'm experiencing this pain and try to get me to give up my babies....
I'm done. If this is how things are going to go, if that's really what she thinks of me and how she's going to treat me...I've got to get out of here. These people are poison.
William-
thank youit means a lot that you think so.
My mom wasn't always a bad mom...she had a lot of moments of awesomeness...which is where I learned itbut, it might be time (as you and others have been telling me) to get away from her and my family. I can't change her, she can't change me, and we fight more than anything these days. We could both use some distance, I think.
I have so much on my mind today. So many prayers feel like they've been answered, and I think maybe I'm able to see where to go next. Granted, per my usual, having one question answered only leaves me with more questions...but now that I can take some kind of useful action, I feel better. More peaceful.
I wish that I was the kind of woman who could remain classy and even kind of elegant through pain and trials. I like to imagine myself on the big screen, black and white of course, wearing some satiny evening gown and elbow length gloves with my hair all twisted and pinned into a chignon...standing in the doorway of my mansion, with a crowd of rich people behind me drinking champagne while I stare, chin up, into the starry night...a tear escaping and rolling down my powdered and rouged cheek...
*sigh*
I'm just not that kind of girl. I'm messy, and dramatic, and I'm more likely to forget or not care about showering for a few days and I'm almost always in yoga pants and hoodies, and my hair prefers to be constantly falling out of the messy bun or braids I put in...and when I cry...there's no silent or pretty way to do it. It's hideous. Like a wounded walrus or something. And I have a tendency to flop face down on the floor to cry. And there's never champagne involved.
Now I kinda wish I owned an evening gown.
Or at least a mansion.
I set up another meeting with the pastor I talked to before.
I really wish I had some ice cream right now.
Yeah... when God says something strongly to you I view it as a revelation from God. He used you to display his will for MissCris.I think its awesome when we follow through with things like that because you can lift so many people up that way. Praise God.
PRAYER REQUEST
User Raine has had headaches for 3 days and apparently it is much worse today. She is in severe pain. I'm not sure the cause. Dont think she is either. Last night at a clinic they suspected a viral infection. But dont think it was verified.
So please keep her in prayer.
*buys and shares ice cream*
We'd make a great pair Miss, let's walk down a street in Paris in our pajamas![]()
when it rains it pours, am I right?
in a matter of just 24 hours I've gotten two people torqued off at me enough to not want to talk to me, my parents who I've been having to live with threatened to kick me out, and I had to take my kids back to their mom after spending five and a half days with them. Yes I always have to give them back to their mom, but being with me for that long, made it that much harder.
On top of all this, all this single lonely crap is really getting to me. At times I can live with it, at others I just get depressed and ticked off, and I get a short fuse.
freakin life.
when it rains it pours, am I right?
in a matter of just 24 hours I've gotten two people torqued off at me enough to not want to talk to me, my parents who I've been having to live with threatened to kick me out, and I had to take my kids back to their mom after spending five and a half days with them. Yes I always have to give them back to their mom, but being with me for that long, made it that much harder.
On top of all this, all this single lonely crap is really getting to me. At times I can live with it, at others I just get depressed and ticked off, and I get a short fuse.
freakin life.
I command Raine's headache to leave now, in Jesus' Name! Virus that is causing her pain, leave her body now. Let her blood vessels not dilate improperly. In Jesus' Name, amen.
That all pretty much just...sucks![]()
Truth, yo.
Sorry you're going through all that. Really. *hugs & prayers*
Oh dear, Mike. Astrid, Cristen and I are skipping down the street eating ice cream. Please feel free to join us. You will, however, have to listen to a kinda girly song. I invited myself to their party, justifying the crashing because I'm bringing the music, but at least it's only instrumental.
[video=youtube;0VqTwnAuHws]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0VqTwnAuHws[/video]
Anyone else coming with us?
My hair appointment today took a total of 3.5 hours. I ended up getting it colored, a bit darker (though it's a tad darker than what I had imagined, that doesn't bother me too much because it'll fade). I've never had that done professionally before. Because I have SO MUCH Hair, it took 1.5 hours just to put the color on, and instead of the normal 1 bowl that most people need, my hair needed 3 bowl fulls of the color mixture. Then the color had to sit for half an hour, then get washed out (and what is it about salon stylists that can make hair washing feel SO GOOD, like a mini head massage), then cutting my hair takes more time.
I made the mistake of telling her 2 inches while it was wet, but when it dried, since my hair is curly and shrinks up when dry, I got closer to 4 inches off. But hey, I probably won't be getting my hair cut for a while so a few extra inches doesn't hurt.
I tipped her well because she did a great job and was patient with my head of hair. Plus, we did chat, but she also was okay being silent and so was I. I don't like constant forced chatting so that was relaxing.
Just in case anyone wanted 3 paragraphs on my hair experience.![]()
Oh dear, Mike. Astrid, Cristen and I are skipping down the street eating ice cream. Please feel free to join us. You will, however, have to listen to a kinda girly song. I invited myself to their party, justifying the crashing because I'm bringing the music, but at least it's only instrumental.
[video=youtube;0VqTwnAuHws]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0VqTwnAuHws[/video]
Anyone else coming with us?