Who are you most proud of (family)?

[Will Bozarth]

*claps*

 

[Tide In Mind Out]

Sounds like quite the guy

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

Let's see. Five years ago my mom, two brothers, and myself still lived in our tiny old two bedroom house. My mom and I slept in the living room. We had a few cats but not enough to be a burden of any kind. The house was falling apart more and more all the time and my parents just didn't have the money to get it fixed. My grandma lived next door with my dad, her house in the same situation. And yeah this was my mother's mother, but my dad stayed over there with her to help her take care of her animals. She had wayyyy too many cats. She owned both houses, both properties.

i remember you mentioning stuff about your house in letter yeeears ago but i never realized it was like that. wow. it's great that your family was finally able to get a better place to live, though obviously the death of a loved one is always really horrible. the circumstances are unfortunate, but it's really good that you were able to get into a better living situation.

The 32 year old went to college for a little while after high school and once worked a Christmas season at a music store, but since then, nothing.

is it bad that i read that and immidietely started thinking of myself?

 

[Tide In Mind Out]

is it bad that i read that and immidietely started thinking of myself?

bum! nah you're going to be fine

yep our house sucked big time. i was actually kind of embarassed to have derick see it when he first came to visit. he didn't care though

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

Hell it wouldn't be an issue (to them) even if I had my parents hand-feeding me. My mother IS crazy. All my life I've heard her say that she'd be happy if we all lived at home under her support forever. My dad just doesn't give a shit, as long as he has a bed to lay down in after work.

My brothers really shouldn't have taken up that offer though. In a way my mother is to blame for the way they are, because she never encouraged any of us to get out and do anything for ourselves. Somehow I just did it anyway...

it's kinda the other way around with me. both my parents have always told me they have faith in me, etc but (i guess because i was their first child, born really premature after my mom had cancer) they've always been kinda overprotective, especially my dad. i also probobly inherited a lot of my self-doubt, etc from him so i've always been of the mindset "well, i don't know how to do something so if i try it i'll just fuck up so i won't try" and my parents always wound up doing a lot of stuff for me.
my father actually told me that i wasn't allowed to take a job i was offered a few months ago because he didn't like the area. he's also told me that i'm not allowed to drive certain places. granted i am using his car, but still...

my little brother and sister, though, are the exact opposite.

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

My mom never shuts up and my dad mumbles too badly to hear him, it evens out.

is talking too much just some character trait that women gain once they have kids and age?

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

He borders on redneck Christian, but, when looking at where he was and that this very thing probably saved his ass, I let it go.

yeah, it's great for people when religion genuinely helps them and those around them, but ... in other cases ...

my cousin has 2 young children, the oldest 5 i think and she recently ... found jesus or got born again or something and will no longer let her husband's parents (really nice, good people) see the children. she didn't actually use religion as a reason (she said her mother-in-law yelled at the little girl, i think - yeah, yelling's so awful when a kid does something wrong) but it's pretty obvious that there's a corrolation between the two. my mom says that whenever she talks to christene, my cousin, she just keeps going on and on about how wonderful her life has been since she found god, and that's all fine and good but ... it's just a little much when stuff like that starts to happen.

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

I love my family, and I smile and nod and say "thank you" when they tell me that. But inside, a little part of me is saying, "Fuck you, I told you so. You doubted me my entire life and now you can eat shit." I think my coldness comes from them. A family full of college deans, profs, and fighter pilots kinda puts a little pressure on you to succeed. I tried to follow in those footsteps for a few years, then realized I physically could not do it, that I wasn't being honest with myself. Once you start being honest with yourself and your abilities and shortcomings, life is much better.

it's great when people have the endurance and can earn great lives for themselves, by all means, but when they just become so blindsided by their idea of success is when it great kinda sad. it's great what you were able to do with your life, though. i guess you can't fault your relatives for being doubtful of a path you took that was so far off theirs, but it's good that everyone's been able to get over their biases for the most part.

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

rueben your grandfather's life sounded amazing. it's so wonderful that he was able to get over his experiences in combat (i just can't fathom how someone can go through stuff like that) and do so much with his life.

that kinda reminded me of my grandma, also. her experiences were much more mundane but along the same lines. she was brought up in a pretty well-off family but when she moved to canada and married a farmer, she face a lot of resentment from his sisters since she was more attractive and privleged. the two of them had 3 children before he left her (cheated, drank a lot, went on to marry a woman that my father still says he has no respect for) ... she had to move to a lot of different places around canada to maintain jobs and support my father and aunts, but they say they never wanted for anything. seeing my aunts, my cousins and their families, i can definately see my grandmother's influence as far as her kindness, intelligence and determination

 

[Will Bozarth]

your grandfather was in the third reich

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

and i'm quite proud of him for exterminating the jews he may or may not have exterminated.

 

[Lord Foul]

My grandfather was in a concentration camp during WWII.













Still not sure how he fell out of that guard tower.

 

[Will Bozarth]

booooo hsssssssssssssssssss

 

[ScientistOfDarkness]

is talking too much just some character trait that women gain once they have kids and age?

My mom has always been like that. People in my family always comment on how quiet I am ...well FUCK I never have to talk, she does it for me. Plus I hate them all and have nothing to say.

My mom and dad are good people even if my dad kind of thinks I'm a slut and my mom hates that I'm not a hypocritical Catholic and won't be "normal" and has absolutely no concept of what "normal" is. *posts a bunch of slutty bar pictures on myspace and tunes to the latest Beyonce single*

 

[Lies and Perfidy]

i should also use this thread to mention that i'm really proud of jizzabel for being smart, metal, and generally awesome.

 

[Cat5Messiah]

What do you call a baby in the middle of the ocean with no arms and no legs?




















Fucked.

 

[WhiteBeastofWotan]

i should also use this thread to mention that i'm really proud of jizzabel for being smart, metal, and generally awesome.

and for having big boobies, amirite?

 

[Lies and Perfidy]

i'm actually proud of three thousand years of semitic breeding for that.

same fucking genes that made me short.

 

[Lord Foul]

Eh, Ashkenazi Jews barely have any claim to semitic blood after a thousand years of breeding into European populations.

 

[dreaming neon darkspot]

My mom has always been like that. People in my family always comment on how quiet I am ...well FUCK I never have to talk, she does it for me. Plus I hate them all and have nothing to say.

My mom and dad are good people even if my dad kind of thinks I'm a slut and my mom hates that I'm not a hypocritical Catholic and won't be "normal" and has absolutely no concept of what "normal" is. *posts a bunch of slutty bar pictures on myspace and tunes to the latest Beyonce single*

my mom's a hell of a lot like that, too, in varying degrees.