I am a victim. Woe, woe is me. *faint*
It is the openly sharing thing. Personally, I'm not ready for the Internet to have that much detail about my life.
Since you've decided to do take this path, you do take risk being judged and misunderstood. If you can separate peoples' opinions from your feelings about those opinions you'll be OK.
I think you're a tough enough cookie to do it.
Oh, Mom.
First, I'm so sorry about the breakup of your family. That is a LOT of emotion humming through a person in that situation. Add the move to a new place and being a custodial parent and you should be in a psychiatrists office. I'm betting that blogging keeps you sane.
I had someone say - that stuff only happens to you. Let's see, it wasn't when my dad died when I was 18. It wasn't when I had one of the early micro surgeries to replace a hole in my eardrum and restore my hearing in 1964. It wasn't the 5 miscarriages between my two live children. It wasn't when my corneas split and blinded me - nor the final diagnosis of pseudo tumor encephalitis. (sp?)
It was ...........when my employer went bankrupt and was closed by the state 1985. I had just bought my first house in November of 1984. My brother died of a horrific motorcycle accident and my surrogate father (uncle) died of Staph infection in the hospital 14 days later. Then my company went bellyup in September and I found a job in South Carolina in November and had to sell my house.
I'm like WTF. I wanted my employer to throw us all out in the street? I wanted to have to sell my house a year later? Why - because everyone should do it and suffer the loss?
I learned then that my husband was my best friend. The other 'friends' were just - IDK - i don't even have a word that would describe them.
I wonder what they would say to me now? 2 more companies went belly up and I've been furloughed, riffed, rightsized, downsized. Heart surgery? RNY? Lasik surgery? Fibro, Graves Disease? Can I make all this **** up? Not that imaginative.
Victim? - Not on your life. I have pity parties once in a while when the pain is so overwhelming for soooo long a period of time. But I snap out of it. I have 2 wonderful children 4 wonderful grandchildren and a great grandson who will turn 2 in September. I have gone from $3,000 a YEAR salary to over $80,000 a year. In spite of the bumps in the road, certainly not because of them.
You keep on blogging dear one. You happen to keep people honest and stuck in reality. Maybe that's really why they don't want to hear it, or believe it. It is reality, not the reality of TV programs, but real true life experiences. There but for the grace of god, go I.
You rock!
Tink
First, I'm so sorry about the breakup of your family. That is a LOT of emotion humming through a person in that situation. Add the move to a new place and being a custodial parent and you should be in a psychiatrists office. I'm betting that blogging keeps you sane.
I had someone say - that stuff only happens to you. Let's see, it wasn't when my dad died when I was 18. It wasn't when I had one of the early micro surgeries to replace a hole in my eardrum and restore my hearing in 1964. It wasn't the 5 miscarriages between my two live children. It wasn't when my corneas split and blinded me - nor the final diagnosis of pseudo tumor encephalitis. (sp?)
It was ...........when my employer went bankrupt and was closed by the state 1985. I had just bought my first house in November of 1984. My brother died of a horrific motorcycle accident and my surrogate father (uncle) died of Staph infection in the hospital 14 days later. Then my company went bellyup in September and I found a job in South Carolina in November and had to sell my house.
I'm like WTF. I wanted my employer to throw us all out in the street? I wanted to have to sell my house a year later? Why - because everyone should do it and suffer the loss?
I learned then that my husband was my best friend. The other 'friends' were just - IDK - i don't even have a word that would describe them.
I wonder what they would say to me now? 2 more companies went belly up and I've been furloughed, riffed, rightsized, downsized. Heart surgery? RNY? Lasik surgery? Fibro, Graves Disease? Can I make all this **** up? Not that imaginative.
Victim? - Not on your life. I have pity parties once in a while when the pain is so overwhelming for soooo long a period of time. But I snap out of it. I have 2 wonderful children 4 wonderful grandchildren and a great grandson who will turn 2 in September. I have gone from $3,000 a YEAR salary to over $80,000 a year. In spite of the bumps in the road, certainly not because of them.
You keep on blogging dear one. You happen to keep people honest and stuck in reality. Maybe that's really why they don't want to hear it, or believe it. It is reality, not the reality of TV programs, but real true life experiences. There but for the grace of god, go I.
You rock!
Tink
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