Ok this is pretty much going to be a huge vent about I guess my home life so bare with me. Oh and if you look forward to my “Random Bachelor Card of the Day” segment then I’m sorry to say but since I don’t have my deck with me I won’t be doing it today.
Ok well for those of you who don’t know my relationship with my step father is strained at best. This is mainly due to many things he has done in his past, and his extremely bad temper. Oh and by the way if it means anything to anyone he is a Pisces. Well lately he has been getting on my case about finding a job. It has been two years since I had a job, and has even gone so far as threatening to put my little step sister into my bedroom and putting me into her bedroom if I don’t have one by the end of July, because he has been using her money that she gets from the wrongful death lawsuit of her mother to pay some bills. So what do I do with my time well I study and do homework for college. Don’t get me wrong it’s not that I don’t want to get a job, cause I do, but I don’t like being backed into a corner. Not to mention the fact that it’s not that easy to get one now a days.
Well today he did something that upset me so much that I’m afraid of what I may say or do to him when I see him, he went into my bedroom and took my cloak. This cloak has a lot of sentimental meaning to me because my sister sent the material for it to my good friend from South Korea, and then that friend actually spend time making it and putting it together. So it was not just a cloak you would go to the store and buy, and he took it and told my sister that he burned and threw it away because I’m a pagan. Thankfully he did not burn it and my mom made him return it, but he says that I have to keep it in my car because he does not want it in the house. So basically it’s getting to the point where the energy in my house is very negative, and I feel uncomfortable even being in my own house even when he is not there.
Thinking a little about it now my sister decided to have added to our recent ritual that my mom see my stepfather for who he really was, and for her to come to the conclusion that he needs to go. Well I think it just goes along the lines of be careful what you ask for because you just may get it.
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