Its been a couple of years, and surprisingly not much has changed. Still living and loving Lars. Things have been up and down, but right now we are doing great!!! No wedding yet, but one of these days. I love him tons and he is my Mr. Right!!!
Sadly, I haven't been able to see S. John and Sandra like I wish. We had a fight awhile back, and since than, things haven't been the same between us. I do still talk to S. John online, but don't see him as much as I'd like to. Definitely don't see Sandra as much as I'd hope.
I'm talking to my dad more often nowadays. Things are going really well there. Sadly still haven't seen him but we talk pretty much every couple of days. I moved out when I was 18, when kids are suppose to leave the nest. I couldn't imagine being like 24 and still living at home, not knowing how to drive, having Mommy Dearest do everything for you, etc. That would just be rather pathetic. I know of some who do that too. I miss my dad greatly, but glad I moved out and starting living my life.
My mom is still a bitch. Haven't talked to her in years. Every once in a blue moon, when I have absolutely nothing to do, I'll search her name on google. Like I do for all people of the past. I found her blog, where years after her and my father separated, she still talks about him regularly. She insults him non-stop in practically every blog entry. Its just truly sad. I think she may have some closure issues or something. Its not normal for people to get divorced and one of them talk about the other constantly. :( Time to move on.
Also found out that she got a tramp stamp, tongue pierced, wears denim minis, and changed her name after her WoW character. Ummm.... Nothing else really needs to be said besides ummm.... ew. Shes 42 and trying to be in her 20's. Sorry but its time to grow up and be an adult, and coming from a 21 year old, thats pretty sad.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Who Am I?
Well... My name is Veronica. Im non existed to my mother and pretty much ignored by my father. I have a brother, and wow thats a bad story. So since I dont really have a blood family, Ive made my own family. One of my love of my life, Lars. And my best friends of S. John and Sandra. They are the most perfect married couple who are so loving and just amazing. I wish they were my real parents. They are my family and I love them way more than my mother, but not as much as my dad.
See, my Dad and me dont really get to talk that much. His girlfriend doesnt really like me (for understandable reasons). And it doesnt help that I live like totally across the country from him. I havent gotten to see him in about 2 years or so now. And god I miss him tons!!! I wish that he would text me more often. Im normally the one always texting with him first and thats just not cool. Mean heres an example of how fucked up that is. For my birthday last year, I waitted till around midnight his time for him to call me. I finally called him to say hi. I wasnt mad. I knew thats just who my dad is.
And as for my mother and brother. They arent anything anymore to me. Mean yeah theres a part of me that will always want my mother back, but shes no longer the same. Shes turned cold and bitter. Shes no longer the mom that I use to love, yet she has turned into a monster.
So why? Well.... A few years ago, I came out about a few unplesant things that had been happening for years between me and my brother. She couldnt believe it. I realized that I didnt want to ruin my family (which was my mother, brother, and myself, my father was gone, had left us a few years before that), so I took it back. It was too late though. My mother couldnt stand me and wanted me gone. She had given up on me and didnt know what else to do with me but to send me to a mental insitiution where I was labelled with being a cronic liar and over sexual.
Ummm.... Lets look at the over sexual thing for a sec.... Whats one of the most common way for a 15 year old to become OVER sexualized? Ummm.... I believe the anwser to that would be rape. But she couldnt believe it. She couldnt believe that her fucking little snowflake could dare do anything like that. She loved him more than me, at the end, when she drove me to BrookLane, she did finally admit that yeah that is true. She loved him more, cause she didnt love me anymore.
Anyway, yeah me and my mother dont really mix. She changed after that. Everything she said was poison meant to hurt me. And it did. She took joy and pride in hurting me. I learned to just ignore her and not speak with her anymore. I havent spoken with her for about 3 to 4 years now.
And for me now, Im never to say what my job is but I really really love it!!! Well, when its going good. Im gothish. Im 19 and living with Lars and we're doing good enough through the recession. We do hope to get married one of these days, but may take awhile since money is tight and both of us want an amazing wedding.
Other than that, thats who i am and thats what ive been through, thats me!!!
See, my Dad and me dont really get to talk that much. His girlfriend doesnt really like me (for understandable reasons). And it doesnt help that I live like totally across the country from him. I havent gotten to see him in about 2 years or so now. And god I miss him tons!!! I wish that he would text me more often. Im normally the one always texting with him first and thats just not cool. Mean heres an example of how fucked up that is. For my birthday last year, I waitted till around midnight his time for him to call me. I finally called him to say hi. I wasnt mad. I knew thats just who my dad is.
And as for my mother and brother. They arent anything anymore to me. Mean yeah theres a part of me that will always want my mother back, but shes no longer the same. Shes turned cold and bitter. Shes no longer the mom that I use to love, yet she has turned into a monster.
So why? Well.... A few years ago, I came out about a few unplesant things that had been happening for years between me and my brother. She couldnt believe it. I realized that I didnt want to ruin my family (which was my mother, brother, and myself, my father was gone, had left us a few years before that), so I took it back. It was too late though. My mother couldnt stand me and wanted me gone. She had given up on me and didnt know what else to do with me but to send me to a mental insitiution where I was labelled with being a cronic liar and over sexual.
Ummm.... Lets look at the over sexual thing for a sec.... Whats one of the most common way for a 15 year old to become OVER sexualized? Ummm.... I believe the anwser to that would be rape. But she couldnt believe it. She couldnt believe that her fucking little snowflake could dare do anything like that. She loved him more than me, at the end, when she drove me to BrookLane, she did finally admit that yeah that is true. She loved him more, cause she didnt love me anymore.
Anyway, yeah me and my mother dont really mix. She changed after that. Everything she said was poison meant to hurt me. And it did. She took joy and pride in hurting me. I learned to just ignore her and not speak with her anymore. I havent spoken with her for about 3 to 4 years now.
And for me now, Im never to say what my job is but I really really love it!!! Well, when its going good. Im gothish. Im 19 and living with Lars and we're doing good enough through the recession. We do hope to get married one of these days, but may take awhile since money is tight and both of us want an amazing wedding.
Other than that, thats who i am and thats what ive been through, thats me!!!
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