
I don't like my step-mother. She bugs me. It doesn't matter what
I do or what I say, I am always wrong. I always say I'm not going to let her get to me, but in the end, she always gets to me. And my father doesn't help matters. He's always pushing her on me. I don't need another mother. I have a perfectly great one that loves me for ME.
My biological progenitor's wife has said some pretty nasty things to me which have included, "you don't love your father". Apparently because I haven't spent every Christmas with them for the past 14 years, I don't love my father. What a load of crap. There's history there that she wasn't around for and if she only knew the crap I dealt with, she'd think twice before she opened her oversized mouth.
I sent an email today asking both my biological progenitor and his wife if they would be around Sunday afternoon for Father's Day as I would like to take my biological progenitor out for dinner. Unfortunately, the wife got the email first and felt the need to call. That's never good. I hate talking to her. I want to poke my eyes out when I have to talk to her. She informs me that HER neices are going to be visiting this weekend and she's not sure what THEIR plans are for Sunday. I'm sorry, since when are her neices my biological progenitor's daughters? Oh, that's right...they're not!
So, it's confirmed...I can't win. I don't do and it's wrong. I do do (he, he) and it's wrong. Why do I even bother? Seriously? There's a reason she was brought into my life, but I can't figure out what it is. What I really wanna do is just forget it. Forget about spending time with my father on Father's Day. I mean, either way I get the same response. Why put out the effort?
4 comments:
I totally understand!
Yeah, some people you are just damned with either way you go. I am trying to figure this all out too so let me know what conclusions you happen to ever come to.
I think I tend to just yell, "this is BS" and make things worse... I don't recommend that route.
the "biological progenitor" thing freakin' cracks me up every time! LOL! That term goes WAAAY back ;)
love ya much, Ang!!!!!!
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