bleh....

[tinhuviel]

bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh

The father figure decided stick his nose into business that just wasn't his. As a result, there has been much tension and grief in our home last night and today. Llew has gone home and here I am on the Internet (as usual).

I've told Aunt Tudi that, even though I've made all the effort in the world to mend fences between myself and Daddy, primarily for her and him, that I will refuse to have my private life or the private lives of my loved ones subject to his scrutiny. If he thinks my business is his business simply because he is my father, then I shall ensure that the parent/child connection is severed.....for good.

Why o why can I not have just one stress-free day? Do I have to admit myself into a 'facility' to get some peace and possibly a few pointers on how to fight the demon stress from the resident psychiatrist?

GAAWWWWWD.

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[furnacechant.livejournal.com]

*hug* I never have understood why people seem to think that, just because you happen by dumb luck to share some DNA with someone, you have to love and forgive them and share everything with them even when they are completely worthless and hurtful. For what it's worth, People always told me I'd feel bad when my grandmother died if I didn't make it up to her...I didn't---I keep forgetting she's even dead, frankly, just as I'd have forgotten she was alive if she'd let me. And my father is her mirror image in so many ways I'm sure it'll be the same with him...Sorry to hear you're having so much stress, though, and hopefully things will improve soon.