i have never met my mom, well i have but i was very young. when i was 5, my parents got a divorce so my dad took me to a different country and since then i havent seen her. im 19 now. i dont know why she doesnt come to see me. she was an alcoholic and a drug addict. i dont know if she still is. so please songs comfort me so plz send me a song about this :):) thanks
just abuse even though my grandmother raised me she was just as mean as my mother. Honeslty out the too. I would say my grandmoter was the worst she did the nastiest thing. I think my mother WOULD NEVER DO. Anyway one day I asked my grandmother can she ask my mother why she dont love me or treat me so cruel, my grandmother said in a nasty tone you ask her yourself. My grandmother knew I was so, so scared of my mother even just to talk to her. me and my mom never talked I dont know why.
Now my mother is dead and I dont regret asking her, cause I was scared I just wanted to know why didn’t my grandmother wanted to do that for me, and why was she just as mean to me. Do you think she was mean to my mother. I heard my grandmother took me away from my mother so she can always have a check. My grandmother was a drug addict real bad. but why did my mother treated me so bad also.
thanks too the both of you. Anon that was pretty deep.
just abuse even though my grandmother raised me she was just as mean as my mother. Honeslty out the too. I would say my grandmoter was the worst she did the nastiest thing. I think my mother WOULD NEVER DO. Anyway one day I asked my grandmother can she ask my mother why she dont love me or treat me so cruel, my grandmother said in a nasty tone you ask her yourself. My grandmother knew I was so, so scared of my mother even just to talk to her. me and my mom never talked I dont know why.
Now my mother is dead and I dont regret asking her, cause I was scared I just wanted to know why didn’t my grandmother wanted to do that for me, and why was she just as mean to me. Do you think she was mean to my mother. I heard my grandmother took me away from my mother so she can always have a check. My grandmother was a drug addict real bad. but why did my mother treated me so bad also.
I am so absolutely sick and tired of my life. I go through the motions daily, because I owe it to my daughter. But, I don’t know how much more I can deal with. I am a 42 divorced (due to ex’s alcoholism-he turned cruel and mean) woman with a beautiful five year old daughter. I wasn’t a planned child—I was adopted at three days old, and at the age of six, I was told. By the age of 12, I knew too well that I was not ‘first picked’—I was never told or shown that I was loved……as an only child, I was verbally and psychologically abused until I finally had to leave. It still bothers me to this day—I never could understood how my own mother, and her ‘cronies’ could be so cruel—for no reason other than meanness. I volunteered at the library, ran errands for the elderly, walked/rode in -athons to raise money for charities, tutored kids who needed help, —-everyone else seemed to appreciate me except my own family. I was, and am still to a fault, a nurturer and empathizer. Yet, where one would think that people appreciate that in a person, it has caused me nothing but grief. If it weren’t for the teachers in my life, I would probably be living on welfare or some kind of addict. I have never experienced ‘true love’ or ‘unconditional love’….My daughter who is also adopted, since I suffered from ovarian cancer at age 19 and lost one ovary, is my only salvation——and it breaks my heart because I cannot give her all of me. I blame myself for ‘her daddy’ leaving……I tried so hard to help him, to get him help, to do whatever he wanted–yet he still left—two years ago……and his family ‘protected him’ although everything he did to us was cruel and vindictive——moved out and we lost our home, car, etc……..and he refused to help pay anything, he just moved in with some girl he just met—-and guess what, they have a little baby of their own now……I have no other family so to speak, so my daughter only has me, and I feel like a basket case all the time…….Since I was denied family stuff when I was a kid, I always promised that my family would always celebrate everything with family..yet for the two years since my ex took off we have been alone for everything—thanksgiving, christmas, birthdays, soccer games, EVERYTHING..my heart breaks just thinking about it. i have tried to reach out in so many ways to others, but I dont even have a friend in which to talk to. the few friends that I did have kinda went their own ways after the divorce. so, here I am all alone, trying to make a life for my little girl and me. I am terribly sad about what her life has become as well as extremely angry that all the people that were in our life have ‘abandoned us’ She did not deserve this. I just don’t know what to do. I could write on and on about this.. I gave so much my entire life, and my career is based on giving back to at risk kids—which I love, but no one has ever been there for us. I have tried churches, support groups, etc. It is like we are invisible. so, dont offer advice about ‘helping here or there’—I have helped out more than anyone I know and have never been the recipient of any such help. Not that it was ever a thought on my mind when I volunteered all the time, just looking back, it seems that I always gave (because I wanted to) and now, when I need someone, ANYONE, there is NO ONE. and the part that makes me bitter is that it is affecting my daughter, no matter how hard I try to keep it from doing so. She deserves the world. Both she and I have so much love to offer and we desperately want a family to share our lives with—it just seems hopeless
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the f**k up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren’t concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she’d gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
(Sample from “Survival of the Fittest” by Mobb Deep)
I’m falling and I can’t turn back
I’m falling and I can’t turn back
[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold rims with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
’cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn’t even contemplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause God wasn’t there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I’m telling is true
’cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
in fact I’m sure he’s standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when you’re inflicted
and you’ll be one of God’s children who fell from the top
there’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because a dance with the devil might last you forever
Honestly this song freaks the shit outta me. After my friend read it her lip got cut open….Go to youtube if u wanna hearit but the song is hella long i didn;t even post all teh ;lyrics just the last 2 verses. http://www.metrolyrics.com/dance-with-the-devil-lyrics-immortal-technique.html
I love immortal techniqque by the way so theres nothing against the song its just so eerie and real
I think I will never be a mother… I have been havin unprotected sex with my fiance for two years and I have irregular periods, my fiance drinks beer almost everyday and smokes weed or tobacco, I rarely get an orgasm during sex and I heard that is very important for conceiving. I am so upset. I dint know what to think at this point. I am tired of trying so hard and not getting any results.
okay like WHATDAFXUP? (whatever its called) they have all these commercials that are really up to date and easy to relate to and they always have correct information to back up their arguments. like with tobacco companys and such. i think its really nice but i have an alcoholic mother and i have never seen an anti-alcohol commercial except like, Bacardi’s “drink responcibly” or whatever. i think anti-smoking commercials are way more harsh than that. and i think that all alcoholics out there need a bit of guilt. i dont hate my mom for her addiction. i hate the fact that its so hard for her to accept the fact that she needs help because in her mind what she is doing is normal… just like smoking, alcoholism can cause many physical issues and makes some people act really aggressive. many people try to take my theory and say that im being too harsh and they water-down the word alcohol into “just having a few drinks and having a good time” i dont want to see answrs like th
Married 6 years. Husband’s alcoholism progressively got worse, although he still retained his job as a school administrator. He loves the bars. I tried to keep up with him for a while, but couldn’t. He became verbally abusive, flirted with other women (I can’t prove adultery) and refused to get help. His mother and extended family try to talk to him sometimes, but don’t really force the issue. After all, he is the favorite son and cousin. He and I are both 54. I nagged, begged, made excuses, etc. I went and got him when he couldn’t find his car many a ‘next day’. He is the Cell Phone King and loves to wife bash. He has told lies about me, even sober. He lost his cell phone when he was out TWICE in bars and guess who he blamed? He finally left after I continually told him that if he wanted to live the single life, he needed to live it outside of our home. He has been gone a month, living in the same town. He has not tried to call or communicate. I don’t want the drama anymore, but I wonder if he truly doesn’t really care and I need to accept it. Is the fact that he doesn’t communicate a sign that he is ready to move on? I can’t ask him anything; he refused to talk about anything serious when he was home.
Married 6 years. Husband’s alcoholism progressively got worse, although he still retained his job as a school administrator. He loves the bars. I tried to keep up with him for a while, but couldn’t. He became verbally abusive, flirted with other women (I can’t prove adultery) and refused to get help. His mother and extended family try to talk to him sometimes, but don’t really force the issue. After all, he is the favorite son and cousin. He and I are both 54. I nagged, begged, made excuses, etc. I went and got him when he couldn’t find his car many a ‘next day’. He is the Cell Phone King and loves to wife bash. He has told lies about me, even sober. He lost his cell phone when he was out TWICE in bars and guess who he blamed? He finally left after I continually told him that if he wanted to live the single life, he needed to live it outside of our home. He has been gone a month, living in the same town. He has not tried to call or communicate. I don’t want the drama anymore, but I wonder if he truly doesn’t really care and I need to accept it. Is the fact that he doesn’t communicate a sign that he is ready to move on? I can’t ask him anything; he refused to talk about anything serious when he was home.
Married 6 years. Husband’s alcoholism progressively got worse, although he still retained his job as a school administrator. He loves the bars. I tried to keep up with him for a while, but couldn’t. He became verbally abusive, flirted with other women (I can’t prove adultery) and refused to get help. His mother and extended family try to talk to him sometimes, but don’t really force the issue. After all, he is the favorite son and cousin. He and I are both 54. I nagged, begged, made excuses, etc. I went and got him when he couldn’t find his car many a ‘next day’. He is the Cell Phone King and loves to wife bash. He has told lies about me, even sober. He lost his cell phone when he was out TWICE in bars and guess who he blamed? He finally left after I continually told him that if he wanted to live the single life, he needed to live it outside of our home. He has been gone a month, living in the same town. He has not tried to call or communicate. I don’t want the drama anymore, but I wonder if he truly doesn’t really care and I need to accept it. Is the fact that he doesn’t communicate a sign that he is ready to move on? I can’t ask him anything; he refused to talk about anything serious when he was home.
i have never done drugs my whole life my mom’s ex roommate told a bunch of lies and they believe her a drug addict snitch over me i had a baby in 2005 he was 9 months old when cps took him away from me over her lying to them telling them i am on heroine and i never done it i know i can pass a ua i won’t to find out where i can go to prove to them i never did drugs so i can get my son back my other son was born in 2008 and someone called the hospitals red flagging me so cps showed up trying to take him from me but they had no grounds there had done a ua as a precaution and it came back negative i really need help and is there a way i can sue for this happening to me
i am a good mother his father who is a total drug addict has him right now he just got out of prison from doing 3 years he may be clean now i don’t know his mom did everything she could to get my son a way from me she didn’t want me moving to Oregon two they took him a way cause i lived in Portland not Vancouver and my mom’s house my cluttered we were not living there i move to my dad’s i took care of my son by myself no help from his dad who would come over just to see my mom’s roommate not his son i am not the bad guy here i did what i was suppose to they still wouldn’t let me have him
my son’s grandma i and her son got cps out of our lives but now i have to go through her too see him and she won’t allow me to she don’t want him to call me mom she wants him to call her mom i am his mother i had him all she is trying to do is raise him as her son that is not right is it i seen him all the time but since this last year she sued my aunt and won i won’t get into the details she moved without letting me know she moved now her son is telling me i can see him behind her back what can i do sit and wait for him to call me and tell me when i can see my own son i am tired of waiting i waited over a year calling constantly no return phone calls and it was set up for me to see him on the weekends as long as i want to see him the last time i see my first son was when my son was 2 months old he is now 15 months old
My brother has been using drugs off and on for 30 years, since he was about 16.
He went through rehab once and was ok for a while, but went back to drugs.
Prior to rehab, he was stealing from my mom, in and out of jail, getting into scrapes with the low-lifes, being homeless, etc. So then he cleaned up for a few years and everything was ok…. until he started using again.
The next drug use cycle was even worse because he had married a VERY violent woman who also started using (she was in jail for attempted murder on him).
Anyway, during these 30 years, my mother just kept giving my brother money. Paying his way. Bailing him out. Rescuing him. “Believing” his lies (pretending to).
I wonder– why, in 30 YEARS, did she never once seek any professional help or even go to an Al-Anon meeting herself, or talk to anyone about how to deal with a drug addict. She had a business card for a recovery therapist who used to be a DEA officer but she never made an appointment to talk to him. She just kept throwing money at my brother, then cutting him off for a few weeks.
Throwing money at him, screaming at him, then ignoring him for a few weeks.
Throwing money at him, screaming at him, then ignoring him for a few weeks.
Now my brother is finally getting cleaned up again and my concern is— she’s so codependent, she’ll sabotage his progress so she can keep “rescuing” him.
Why did she never ever seek out guidance?
I am 13, My mom is an alcholic she always leaves and doesn’t come back until around 1 or 2. I have to go to school so i set my own alarm, take a shower, and get ready all by myself. I am pretty much an independent person, the only thing i think i need from her is the car to get where i need to be. How Do i tell that i don’t want this on my shoulders and i want her to help me through my teenage years? i want her to stop being an alcoholic!!
Ok, I met this guy over a year ago at work. For the last few months he has been asking me to go out with him. I refused his offer because I knew he was married and I told him that I wouldnt because of that. Well he told me that he had already filed for divorce and that it just wasnt final yet. I didnt give in until about a month ago. We basically talk on the phone for now and see each other at work. Hes been over my house twice. He tells me that hes liked me ever since he met me. He says hes definitely getting divorced from his wife who he has had nothing but problems with for the last 14 yrs. She has left him many times due to a drug habit and ended up prostituting herself for 4 months straight without even coming home or calling him. He has been raising her daughter that she had with some other guy while married to him for 13 years. He treated her as if she was he own and adopted her. She thinks hes her biological father. He took on the responsibility of raising her while her mother ran around doing all these things. He has a 3 yr old son with this woman who was taken away about a year ago because his wife overdosed in a motel with him and took him out with her while she was prostituting. She was caught in the act 5 times cheating on him. He tells me that he cannot forgive her for what shes done and that he is definitetly going through with the divorce. She stays in a drug rehab place 3 times a week and with him the other 4 days. She is aware of me because we talked on the phone after she found texts on his phone from me to him. I told her what he had been telling me which was he wants to be with me for good and that him and her are done no matter what. She now wants to reconcile with him. He says there is no way that he can do this because the trust is gone between them and that he cant ever trust her again. After the wife found out about me she told the daughter that he wasnt her real father and that it was so easy for him to throw them out because of it. For right now he says him and I have to keep things quiet for the sake of his divorce which should take place within the next 6 months. He calls me when shes in rehab or when the daughters not around. I dont know whether to trust him and hold out hope that they will finally get divorced and then him and I can be together or not. There is so much going in his home and it gets frustrating for me. I really do like him alot and would love to have a relationship with him. He seems to be everything Im looking for in a guy other than the fact that hes married to a crackhead. So basically I would like some opinions on whether I should just get out of this now or wait and see what happens with the divorce.
The reason he gives for the mother living there is because she has no place to go and he doesnt want his daughter to see her mother homeless when she gets time off from the rehab. He says hes trying to help her straighten herself out so when him and her are finally divorced shell be able to take care of her daughter when its all said and done. Once divorce is final he said shes gone from the house no matter what. He sleeps on couch and she sleeps in room with daughter when shes there. His wife confirmed that as being true when I talked to her on phone.
Okay, so im 14 im not over weight. My BMI is in the average but its pretty close to the overweight section, so im trying to lose just a bit of weight the healthy way, by eating right, and exercising :)
But today i ate a yogurt, and peach fruit cup for break fast. Then my mom made me a whole wheat healthy sandwich for lunch, but i was late for basketball practice so i had to take one bite and throw it out. Then i had practice all day, and that evening i went straight to my friends house where i ate half a barbecued wiener. Now it is 11:30 and i am starving! I only ate about 500 calories at the most today! And i am supposed to have 1200-1500. So it okay for me to “pig out” and have some chips because even if i do eat that my calories will still be below normal. Please help!
Well im not “binging” ill just eat a bag of chips, is that bad?
A few nights ago, my girlfriend and I had a fight. We fought about us not being able to get a place together. She cries and leaves. Turns out, her father passed and she wanted to tell me, but because of our fight, she refrained. I went to her place to apologize where she then informed me of his passing.
I try to comfort her as we talk about his death. He had a 4th heart attack. Having experienced losing my father, I sympathize with her the best I can. It eases her to some degree, but not much.
However, she asked me if I loved her. I told her I liked her very much… We’ve only been together 3 months. I really liked her a lot, but that was an excuse I have learned to recognize.
It upset her when I told her, and I think I was being selfish. I asked a question previously, and a lady named Margaret K pointed out a few things that I didn’t recognize that I was doing.
My father died of alcoholism. My mother cheated on him and I didn’t want the same to become of me. I didn’t trust women for the longest time. I am 24, and this girl was my first girlfriend. I thought I was doing everything right by taking it slow. She is exactly like me in every way — I guess I was just scared.
I had a long talk with my mother about my father and her after Margaret K mentioned certain things I was doing. It felt really good — as if the world was removed from my shoulders. I learned to accept that things happen when you live life — just try to do your best and not let the mistakes of others dictate your future. It took me 24 years and the help of people on Yahoo! Answers to learn that.
For that, I thank you all. All of you. I do not let the past decide what I do for my future anymore. After realizing this, I became closer to my mother, and I am actually starting to enjoy life. I am not a p_ssed off person anymore. I feel absolute.
After talking with my mother, I wanted to do for my girlfriend what every Czech boy does for the girl he announces his love for: a cherry blossom held high above her head as he kisses her, preserving her beauty forever.
I bought a waxed-preserved cherry blossom to take to her. When I got to her place, she was kind of hesitant to talk to me. She actually just told me that I should just leave. I was feeling great, even though she told me to leave. I told her I had something to say, and she should listen.
I told her how I truly felt about my father and mother, and how I was afraid to end up the same. We talked about everything. It was about 3 hours before I was able to do what I came to do. When I did, I stood up and removed it from my hoodie.
She asked what it was, and I told her there is a Czech tradition that every Czech boy does for his girlfriend. I held it high above her head, and I kissed her for the longest time. Then, I handed her the blossom, told her beauty is preserved forever as the blossom is preserved within the wax. I then told her that I loved her.
I am not a sadist, but when she started crying, I couldn’t help but enjoy it. I don’t know. I guess it was because she was crying out of joy rather than sadness for a change. It has been pretty hard on her the last few days with the loss of her father. I don’t know.
But now, I feel like my skin is tightening around my bones. I feel so very scared to lose her now. I never thought I would actually be able to love a girl like I do her. She is just like me — we share more commonalities than the ocean shares with the sea. I know what she is thinking without her even telling me…same with her.
Did any of you feel the same when you announced your love? This is my first love, and I am more afraid to lose her than my own life. I feel so free, yet so attached… Is this a normal feeling? I know I am inexperienced, but it took me a long time to get here to this point.
Also, thanks to all of your for your help in all of my previous questions. I have gained more knowledge from you all than those dearest to me. For that, I thank you and am in your debt forever.
A few nights ago, my girlfriend and I had a fight. We fought about us not being able to get a place together. She cries and leaves. Turns out, her father passed and she wanted to tell me, but because of our fight, she refrained. I went to her place to apologize where she then informed me of his passing.
I try to comfort her as we talk about his death. He had a 4th heart attack. Having experienced losing my father, I sympathize with her the best I can. It eases her to some degree, but not much.
However, she asked me if I loved her. I told her I liked her very much… We’ve only been together 3 months. I really liked her a lot, but that was an excuse I have learned to recognize.
It upset her when I told her, and I think I was being selfish. I asked a question previously, and a lady named Margaret K pointed out a few things that I didn’t recognize that I was doing.
My father died of alcoholism. My mother cheated on him and I didn’t want the same to become of me. I didn’t trust women for the longest time. I am 24, and this girl was my first girlfriend. I thought I was doing everything right by taking it slow. She is exactly like me in every way — I guess I was just scared.
I had a long talk with my mother about my father and her after Margaret K mentioned certain things I was doing. It felt really good — as if the world was removed from my shoulders. I learned to accept that things happen when you live life — just try to do your best and not let the mistakes of others dictate your future. It took me 24 years and the help of people on Yahoo! Answers to learn that.
For that, I thank you all. All of you. I do not let the past decide what I do for my future anymore. After realizing this, I became closer to my mother, and I am actually starting to enjoy life. I am not a p_ssed off person anymore. I feel absolute.
After talking with my mother, I wanted to do for my girlfriend what every Czech boy does for the girl he announces his love for: a cherry blossom held high above her head as he kisses her, preserving her beauty forever.
I bought a waxed-preserved cherry blossom to take to her. When I got to her place, she was kind of hesitant to talk to me. She actually just told me that I should just leave. I was feeling great, even though she told me to leave. I told her I had something to say, and she should listen.
I told her how I truly felt about my father and mother, and how I was afraid to end up the same. We talked about everything. It was about 3 hours before I was able to do what I came to do. When I did, I stood up and removed it from my hoodie.
She asked what it was, and I told her there is a Czech tradition that every Czech boy does for his girlfriend. I held it high above her head, and I kissed her for the longest time. Then, I handed her the blossom, told her beauty is preserved forever as the blossom is preserved within the wax. I then told her that I loved her.
I am not a sadist, but when she started crying, I couldn’t help but enjoy it. I don’t know. I guess it was because she was crying out of joy rather than sadness for a change. It has been pretty hard on her the last few days with the loss of her father. I don’t know.
But now, I feel like my skin is tightening around my bones. I feel so very scared to lose her now. I never thought I would actually be able to love a girl like I do her. She is just like me — we share more commonalities than the ocean shares with the sea. I know what she is thinking without her even telling me…same with her.
Did any of you feel the same when you announced your love? This is my first love, and I am more afraid to lose her than my own life. I feel so free, yet so attached… Is this a normal feeling? I know I am inexperienced, but it took me a long time to get here to this point.
Also, thanks to all of your for your help in all of my previous questions. I have gained more knowledge from you all than those dearest to me. For that, I thank you and am in your debt forever.
And her father was still a little boy trying to escape the molestation of a priest? Her mom was gang raped at a drive-in theater. They lived in alcoholism, abuse, and neglect. She married me at the age of Twenty only four years after leaving this home because there was not enough food to eat.
She two-timed our marriage after twenty years of being seemingly a together person. I can see now she was only scripting her way through it and was not really present or truly “in love” with me because she hardly loved herself. I suppose I had wished or thought she was what she presented to me but think now it was really her best attempt to maintain normalcy. I am forced to face such things because she went so completely insane with stupidity. Because I was so very much in love with her and our family of seven. I think I can see she really never had the opportunity to grow up in a loving family, develop emotional intelligence and therefore not have had the ability to actually love. How does a man such as myself, giving love and reason to search out answers, come to grips with the actual truth of the matter? That the person before him is actually only a little girl, undeveloped and insecure who married under the disguise of a grown woman. That she is not really who she said she was, and who will most likely be not getting it for the better part of her existence here on this earth. How do I leave someone I love and feel sorry for even though this is not her fault, I wonder can I live without the reciprocated adult love I want and be a caretaker to a little girl. Do I have the patience, or what is right for this pitiful thing. She is only here now because of me and she is trusting me to help her get through this, she is aware of the details and reasons for her troubled mind now. I am trying to weigh what’s actually in this for me, and not feel selfish for wanting the affection of a real woman.
Love is not taught? that is idealistic. everything is learned and taught.
A bold statement of judgment. thanks god!
I can see this one. I am making excuses, but I thought this was being understanding. I do want to expect. What are the consequences of living with someone who takes up all yours. huh…I guess I was not willing to loose what I thought was our family. Not wanting to loose the person I have loved. I kept thinking If I can find the root of all this she will come out of it and be present. I don’t really know if or what she has truly made the sincere effort to hold on to this or more she has let me guide her through it because I was stronger at the time. But there I go making excuses or finding loop holes. Your right! I am doing this….huh. ok I am going to do my best to not make excuses for her anymore. You know..I used to not do that until she shocked me with the cheating..I used to call her on everything unusual. I used to not be scared. She was not holding her own, I thought catching the slack was an act of love…but how long..I must have become her enabler,and scared too.
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