If you're in my family, move on... you won't like today's post. If your last name starts with Gut, stay where you are.
I talked with my brother on Thanksgiving and just talked to Mel about family. Mel's family and mine are really starting to piss me off. It's about time the whole lot of them get knocked off their high horses and join the rest of us in the REAL WORLD.
You are not better than me. You'd have to put the beer and the pipe down first. Maybe I didn't graduate high school, and maybe others have body ornaments they wouldn't show to a priest. But, I can pass a piss test. I can look myself in the mirror every morning. I know where my children are. I didn't stay with the asshole who beat me while I was pregnant.
T's family might be weird...but they are here for me, even after all of the stupid shit I pulled. After talking to A at length about my dad, I realize I don't have to put up with his shit anymore. I don't need my mistakes pointed out to me by him, and I certainly don't need anyone else telling me how stupid I am. If we were on speaking terms at present, he would be complaining about how broke he is, even though he makes $100,000 a year. I suppose it's hard to keep a dollar when every penny goes up your nose. These are the kind of things that I heard from him when I couldn't feed my baby, because my husband cut off all support so he could take his girlfriend out on dates. I had to borrow money from my ex to feed her. Dad couldn't help because diesel fuel was too high. But, he had no problems sending money to his girlfriend in Germany.
My dad has his nose shoved so far up his own ass, he can smell his own shit. It's so very sad that I didn't speak to A for 2 years after the divorce, and she still knows me better than my own father. I'm sure that in a heartbeat she could give you a detailed xmas wishlist, my plans for the future, my dreams...my dad couldn't tell you my favorite color.
My brother said on T-day "I wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't moved out of Dad's house...". I said, well it would probably would be like mine. You wouldn't have finished high school, you'd be on divorce number two, and in the middle of a nasty custody battle. He said "I definitely wouldn't be working for MajorCompany." Yeah, no shit bro.
The great part about it is this...thanks to A & T, I'm well on my way to making $20 an hour again, at home with my children. In 2 years it will be $40/hr plus. I can retire in 15. My father will never retire, as he's pissed his life away with drugs and alcohol. Hope you enjoy it, asshole.