*bashes head into wall*

[kaydeefalls]

My mother's birthday was yesterday. Guess who forgot to call her? Guess who's being completely reamed out by both parents for it?

Yeah, I know, it was really dumb of me. But I've been out of it with strep and pain meds all week. I couldn't tell you today's date if you stuck a calendar in front of me and told me to point at it. And this is literally the first time in my life I've missed a single birthday, or mother's day, or father's day, or random other parent-calling holiday. And I'm sorry, I am, because yes, me stupid, I get it, and I've ordered her something from amazon.com that obviously hasn't gotten there yet, but for fuck's sake. Just cut me some slack here, please?

Fuck. I am never going to hear the end of this. Maybe I just won't go home ever again. I can't afford the plane tickets anyway.

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[trivetmonger.livejournal.com]

While we're on the theme of "parents just don't understand," my mother informed me this Sunday morning as I was departing for church that "[my] alcoholism is ruining my life."

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So, logically, I said the only thing I could think of that would maybe express my frustration at two solid months of being told at great length that I have a drinking problem.

Sunday morning, at ten until nine, I said, "Fuck you," to my mother, and left for church.

She hasn't quite forgiven me yet. But I'm a lot closer to home than you are (in it, in fact) and so she had ample opportunity to be unpleasant to me all afternoon on Sunday.

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

Yay, parents.