|Plastic eyes, lookin' through a numb skull.
||[Oct. 2nd, 2017|05:20 pm]
I don't know where to start with this post. So, I guess I will start by saying that I am getting really disappointed in my family as I get older. I love them to death for taking care of me when I was a kid, but now as I get older, I feel like all four us are drifting apart. Ever since my parents got a divorce back in 1999, they have been really bitter with each other. If I hang out with G-Gordon Liddy and I mention Mother Mary's name he has a total negative view on her, and if I mention G-Gordon Liddy's name to Mother Mary she also has the same point of view. It's like they are a bunch of little kids fighting over the most stupidest shit. My parents can't even sit in the same room together. Even if they did, I doubt that they would come to an agreement and talk civil to each other. They even have to call my sister Drama Queen and arrange a time when they can see my nephew. They can't see him together. I hate to bring this subject up too, but I am going to also. Ever since Drama Queen married John Deere, and moved out of Raleigh and to a suburb called Holly Springs and started her life out there to start a family, it's like she left everything behind. She got a new job and had my nephew which maybe once in a few months I see. See, I don't have a car, so I rely on G-Gordon Liddy or Mother Mary to go out and see him. I spend a few hours with him by talking to him about school or hanging out in his play room playing with legos. Drama Queen will eventually come to Raleigh on the weekends if she's in the area and visit G-Gordon Liddy for dinner or a visit or if she needs something. Never once has she once visited me. There have been times I've also texted her just to say hi and never got a response for several days. I know you might be busy, but once you get home you can say hey. When we were kids, my sister and I had a pretty good relationship, even though I was the oldest, I got in trouble, and she barely got in trouble, but in the end we loved each other. But now, it's like she is so wrapped up in her own little world that nothing matters but herself. Going back to my mom and dad, It has taken me years to work out my relationship with my mom, but I finally broke the ice. (thanks to Somedayseattle) It took me along time also to have a bond with my father also after moving to PA for a year and a half and then coming home and living with him and my sister. We all had to get along. As I almost reach the age of 40 I am scared and nervous that my communication with my sister is never going to change.|