So, I found out that while I was away at my aunts for this week, attempting to unwind and breathe, my little sister was being a bitch (no surprise) BUT she purposely broke the phone, throwing it into the street. Jessie attempted to take the baby, saying Mom and Jasmine we're ever going to see it again. Jasmine once more threatened to leave. Mom once more kicked Jessie out and told Jasmine she wasn't supplying for her child anymore. Jessie decided I was a fat, lazy whore who never did anything. The house hasn't been cleaned since I left Sunday, because I'm everyone's maid and they can't pick up after their selves. Jasmine threw the baby at Amber and Scott, leaving it there with them, while she went off to god knows where to find Jessie. Apparently when I'm not home, the house falls apart. It's quite horrible, really, and I have to go back and once more become the glue that attempts to hold my family together, while once more job searching, hoping something comes up, so I can hop out of this state and away from all this BULLSHIT.
I guess this is how it's always going to be though. I mean, if I'm being honest and realistic with myself, I'll realize that I'll never move away, and I'll always be bound here by the bonds of the family whom I'm not really attached to. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother to death and would give my very life for her, but it's to the point, where I could walk away from Jasmine being tortured to death without second thought. She throws her child on ANYONE around, simply because she doesn't want to be a parent, and Jessie abandons both of them, preferring dugs and being beaten. So when I go home tomorrow, I don't know how long I can last without being put in jail for accidentally murdering the stupid people of my family. It's almost as if all their common sense has left them, or they never had it at all.
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