My OperaJuly 31, 2008 Vent
Thursday, July 31, 2008 9:11:56 PM
I just finished on the phone with my sister. She was yelling over the TV and the radio (both of which were up full blast) at her kids. She's putting together stuff for a yard sale tomorrow. If you know anything about my sister, a yard sale for her consists of broken toys that don't work anymore, stained clothes, old clothes, clothes not even fit for rags and other useless shit. She thinks everyone will love what she has to offer. Only the poorest people of Saint John go to her yard sales to buy stuff. She also sends out boxes of crap to us for the kids; which we promptly put in the garbage. I can't stand getting used shit and toys from her. First of all, the shit she sends out is always broken and/or with missing parts. Second, it's usually stuff that is literally useless to us like old baby bottles and baby toys. My kids are 3 and 7! She send out coloring books that have been colored in and homework books that have been completed. Why? She spends all that postage money to get that box out here and it's full of shit.
When I called, I knew she'd be in a mood. She usually is lately. She has her 4 kids living there, with their father, his brother and sister-in-law and son. The house is really only built for a family of 4 to begin with. Now they have 9 people living there. I'd be moody too. I just wanted to call her to see if she wanted to talk. Sometimes she needs to talk out her problems.
I don't know why I volunteer to be there for her. Maybe it's because, I too, feel guilty. We all feel guilty. I don't know why. Why do we feel guilty? It's her life and she created it and she has to live it. What role do we play in it? Is it because we have our lives in order and are happy that we feel bad for her because she's just a big mess? What role did we play in getting her into this mess? Did we even play a role?[/FONT][/FONT]
When I called, I knew she'd be in a mood. She usually is lately. She has her 4 kids living there, with their father, his brother and sister-in-law and son. The house is really only built for a family of 4 to begin with. Now they have 9 people living there. I'd be moody too. I just wanted to call her to see if she wanted to talk. Sometimes she needs to talk out her problems.
I don't know why I volunteer to be there for her. Maybe it's because, I too, feel guilty. We all feel guilty. I don't know why. Why do we feel guilty? It's her life and she created it and she has to live it. What role do we play in it? Is it because we have our lives in order and are happy that we feel bad for her because she's just a big mess? What role did we play in getting her into this mess? Did we even play a role?[/FONT][/FONT]
MatthiasInflamed # Tuesday, August 12, 2008 4:45:19 PM
http://wer1family.wordpress.com/2007/12/20/the-little-soul-the-sun/