akilaz

I'm just a woman with random thoughts and ideas trying to make sense of life and trying to live it to the fullest.

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Location: Mount Laurel, New Jersey, United States

I am a little complicated, but a lot of fun, a little self absorbed, but brutally honest, a little guarded, but a little exposed...an enigma if you will...you never know what the hell I'm going to say!

Monday, February 05, 2007

Here's my unique situation

I have to get this off my chest. So I had a best friend that I lived with. I was told by numerous people NOT to move in with this girl (she's very just... needy and naive and I'm not-long story). Well, that lasted for 3 months (9/29/07-is when I moved back to my MOTHER'S). And we'll never be friends again. Which is fine, because I kind of stop respecting about 5 years ago because of the idiot choices she kept making.

Fast forward to 02/02/07: Let me just preface this by saying growing up... My mom wasn't the best person to me. I think she's always hated me for one reason or another (maybe because I didn't have children at 15 like she did or chose molesting men over the safety of my only daughter LIKE SHE DID). Well, that all finally came to a head when I had to take off from work to go to the Emergency Room and my supervisor offered to take me ( I couldn't really walk).

As always, she takes things as a personal attack on her parenting skills (I'm 30 just in case you didn't know) and blew up on me. We had a huge argument. My brother and her boyfriend (that she's cheating on-by the way) try to mediate it. But 25 years of anger and resentment is hard to mediate so she basically cursed me, my relationship with my boyfriend and told me I'll never be shit without her. THEN KICKED ME OUT. OVER A RIDE TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM THAT I DIDN'T NEED BECAUSE I HAVE A CAR!!!

Interesting, indeed! Since now I am essentially homeless (I'm at my boyfriend's house at the moment...But I want my own place), but I have a good job with good benefits, that pays well...And I'm up for raise. But I do not have a roof over my head. It's frustrating but I won't go back to that craziness. All my life my mother treated me like shit, but treated my brothers like kings. And my youngest brother doesn't understand why I'm so adamant on not resolving THIS mess.

I don't know what to do. It's frustrating. I've been on my own since I was 21 and to come home now and to be humiliated like this is my mother's joy.