The nice thing about my newspaper job is that it gave my life some structure and purpose. Without it, I was adrift again. I depended on whatever food I could find around the house and whatever snacks I could find at friend’s homes, and both were highly inconsistent. I was always hungry, but I knew I couldn’t go back to shoplifting. I’d figure something out someday; I just had to make it to the next day and then the next.
WTF?! Mom told Grandfather you had AIDS?? Excuse my language but that is batshit crazy nonsense even for her and he is an idiot for believing it. I'm kinda glad I spent 2 hours on the phone cursing him out and completely berating him for being an overbearing asshole.
How could your mom say that was the reason you had to move... she sounded like she was a loose cannon that could blow up and blame at will using any thought that came to her mind. You needed love and caring and she blew that too! She must be very unstable with a crazy imagination...
WTF?! Mom told Grandfather you had AIDS?? Excuse my language but that is batshit crazy nonsense even for her and he is an idiot for believing it. I'm kinda glad I spent 2 hours on the phone cursing him out and completely berating him for being an overbearing asshole.
This gets more insane with each chapter... Riveting!
OMG, this was really tough to read. 😕
How could your mom say that was the reason you had to move... she sounded like she was a loose cannon that could blow up and blame at will using any thought that came to her mind. You needed love and caring and she blew that too! She must be very unstable with a crazy imagination...