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~Numb~ Thursday, Jan. 13, 2005 - 10:42 PM Well, imagine my shock when I get a msg from Jays mom wishing me a happy new year. Well, she wanted to confront me on the mpd shit, and the abuse I spoke of. I was told that her and Jays dad never touched Jay, and she was clueless what it was all about. I dunno. I suppose I'll never know thge truth behind it, as I was told diff things from her and the kids. Me:I know she has been stealing to survive. If I had more money I would send her some. Her:Don't ever do that!!!!!........you need it for yourself and Kristian.........OK, what does she steal for? Me:Food. Her:So.i don't feed her now? Me:She told me that she needed the money for food Her:and you believe that?...when did she tell you that? Me:She has been saying it all along Her:Ok, i know that she thinks the world of you....also that me and her haven't been seeing eye tto eye, but unless she is leaving home, then she is ok for food......although i have told her several times recently that she will have to go Me:She doing drugs again? Her:she pawned it xmas eve...........i think that is pretty low, considering that we gave her stuff for xmas Me:I'll take that as a yes Her:She is at the limit of no return........ Me:how so? Her:I have got her on anti depressent, because, i can't trust her at all, she will take anything in the house to smoke wacky backie...she has got out of control and we are arguing BIG TIME Me:Ok, that will be my fault I am guessing Her:WHY !!!!! Me:She stays off it here, but out there goes crazy Her:Yes........she admitted that, but said, that she always knew she would be back Me:A leopard doesn't change his spots. She will go to drugs Her:I know that too Me:Personally, as bad as it sounds, atleast she is alive.
And the convo went on and on for another hour.
My hands are tied. She won't talk to me, so I can't get through to her at all. I want her here, but I think forced rehab might be her only option without me physically being with her. I am going through waves of anger, disgust, and needs of self harm. I need to fucking talk to her. To sort her out. To sleep. I just don't know where to go from here. I need to go think. Nite. IVY ~WTF?~ - Saturday, Mar. 25, 2017 |
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