I just got back from a trip snowboarding today, and during the past three days I focused only on the mountains ahead of me. Jason and I have agreed that there are times we need to think by ourselves, and this week was mine. My dad is going through his second divorce, the first being to my mother. His current wife has been nothing but abusive throughout the 15 years I have known her, both to myself and her own daughter, who is exactly two months older than I. Their bickering still seems to echo, even though now my dad is at home, and I am at my mom's. It is extremely frustrating to know that my own father thought that someone so mean, so adamantly cruel was good enough for him. He may be difficult, and come off as controlling, but all of his suggestions are put forth with good nature. The fact that Shannon does not understand that does not surprise me in the least bit, as I told him, for she doesn't have a heart. I may not have had a wonderful relationship with my dad in the past, but I have since grown far past my numerical maturity to understand his true motives. I guess this is a lot to get out... but I'm not nearly done. I suppose I'll wait to see if anyone reads this, and write with more or less honesty after.
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