The last couple days have been hell. My step-daughter made me cry. Our car got repossessed and have to pay a shit ton to get it back. I'm smoking like a chimney...which doesn't help with the money situation at all. I'm torn up inside. I want to break down every couple of minutes. Borderline Personality Disorder SUCKS! Let's start with how my step-daughter made me cry. We were sitting in the dining room like always and I made a comment to our youngest about 'my' kitchen. Then my step-daughter said something about me always saying 'my' or 'mine' and I never 'ours'. It made her (in her words) feel like she wants us out of the house. Which btw, I'm having a hard time with my kids growing up. She's going off to college real soon and I have yet to make a fuss (cry and whatnot). Well the hubs saw me crying and told her to apologize to me and I said no worries. It wasn't so much what she said that made me cry it was a accumulation of a bunch of shit coming out. Then yesterday our car got repossessed :( Not very happy about this. I felt like I let down my family. Ok have to stop now or I'm going to cry again. More later....promise.
This guy. What can I do I say about this wonderful man. I start by saying...Happy birthday, son. I can't express how blessed I am to have been chosen to be your mother. What a honor it is for me to raise such a fine human being. Thank you. I marvel at all you do and everything you have accomplished in the 22 years you've been.on this planet. School. Work. Friends. Family. You would take your own shirt off your back to help your fellow brother. I admire you for that. Your work ethic puts others to shame. Showing everyone that Autism isn't going to stand in your way. I stand all amazed by you. My hero. My love. My Son. Have the happiest of birthday my sweet boy. Forever and beyond ❤
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