This new version of blogger will take some getting used to. I haven't written for a while because I've taken some time to think things through. I'm going to Anger Management. They base it on a guy's book, a psychologist/priest guy who has a religious basis for his 'sermons' about anger. I'm taking it because I have to. I'm not there for the religious part of it. I haven't even told anyone I'm not religious. The group meets at a Church every Tuesday night.
Of course I have other requirements, other stipulations... All I want is to have things where I have more control over my life and where people stop holding things over my head.
I'm not talking to my mother these days. I've given up on any kind of relationship with her. There is a story behind this, well, several and I think I should have given up a long time ago. But I still kept trying for my Grandmother's sake. I just can't anymore. My relationship with my Grandmother is so special that it makes up for what I never had with my mother. My mother made her choices a long time ago and it's not like she has ever asked me to forgive her for that. She just thinks that I have.
I'm not really sure what my family thinks of me. I seem to be the one they come to just to bail them out of trouble, but why should I constantly stick my neck out for people who have no respect for me?
Anyway, it's like they say: you can pick your friends, but not your relatives. I just got lucky with the Grandmother I have. I would never trade her love for anything. Her love and the love of my son is all the love I could ask for.
On another note, I'm getting braver in the kitchen. I made 'buns' filled with cheese with Parmesan cheese on top. I was quite proud of myself.
Of course I have other requirements, other stipulations... All I want is to have things where I have more control over my life and where people stop holding things over my head.
I'm not talking to my mother these days. I've given up on any kind of relationship with her. There is a story behind this, well, several and I think I should have given up a long time ago. But I still kept trying for my Grandmother's sake. I just can't anymore. My relationship with my Grandmother is so special that it makes up for what I never had with my mother. My mother made her choices a long time ago and it's not like she has ever asked me to forgive her for that. She just thinks that I have.
I'm not really sure what my family thinks of me. I seem to be the one they come to just to bail them out of trouble, but why should I constantly stick my neck out for people who have no respect for me?
Anyway, it's like they say: you can pick your friends, but not your relatives. I just got lucky with the Grandmother I have. I would never trade her love for anything. Her love and the love of my son is all the love I could ask for.
On another note, I'm getting braver in the kitchen. I made 'buns' filled with cheese with Parmesan cheese on top. I was quite proud of myself.
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