Where is the Cleaver family these days? Old shows like that make families look so appealing. Real life is much more disturbing these days. Damn you perfect television families giving off the crazy, unrealistic idea that families can get along. My family doesn't know the term healthy relationships. My mother is the insane driving force behind everyone and since my mind is no longer susceptible to her brainwashing, I have stepped away from the norma and thus become the enemy. I have moved into my own place, pay my own bills, work at a great job, and am mostly happy. My family is what drives me to seek my own therapy. They drive me nuts. A simple lunch date with my dad turns into a screaming match outside of the newest (and busiest) restaurant in town. My mother act's like a petulant child whenever I am around. She screams at my puppy and calls him a pervert because he humps his toys like any dog does (including hers). She hates every gift I give her. It's funny that I am looking forward to my therapy. Thursday can't come fast enough. Christmas might put me in an institution if it keeps going this way.
Happy Tuesday ALL
B
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