Um.
I'm leaving for Latvia on Sunday... so yay?
I'm scared. There'll be like no way to keep my intake reasonable there. My grandma loves making people eat. If you claim stomach problems, she'll try to make you eat more because obviously your stomach is upset from not eating enough. Ughh. I love her to pieces but oh my god =3
Also I HATE my father. Legit the only reason I talk to him is because I love the family he married into. But I didn't think it was possible to hate him more. But no. It is. He convinced the people I love most here (and I'm guessing everyone else, but I don't know) that he raised me and my mom was the one who made him leave after he raised me. (Truth: he left before I was born because he was ticked off that my mom wouldn't get an abortion. he had no role in raising me) And apparently my stepgrandma is worried that a mole on my neck is cancerous. And instead of talking to me about it, she talks to him. And he's like "well she's been having some medical problems recently..." and I'm like shut the fuck up it's not her business or yours. The only reason he knows is because I emailed him asking for help with the medical bills because I didn't want my mom to deal with it. He's lucky. He never paid child support. -_-
Sigh.
Anyway.
Happy thoughts!
<3
I'm sorry you have such a rough relationship with your dad sweetie pie :( <3
ReplyDeleteOne day, when you're independent, you'll be able to have a full and loving relationship with your extended family, without your dad if you so choose. Visit them on your own and stuff. And that day's not too far away <3
Your grandma sounds lovely. I went to a Latvian dinner once with like 20 people who I didn't know, but I remember there was sooo much food :|
Have fun little travel bug :) xxxxx