My dad was laid off a year and half ago on his 60th birthday by a company he had been with for over ten years. He’s only had a few short-term/temporary jobs since then, much like myself in the past year, but today on my 35th birthday my dad got a very good job with the University of Texas. Things will be far less stressful for my mother and father now, as they can get back on track with planning their retirement. I used my birthday wish early this morning hoping he would the get job at the interview today, so he owes me his next birthday wish. I just hope I am not still looking for employment when that birthday wish will come up in February 2018.
I just watched “Obvious Child” and my heart fucking hurts so much because it was so funny, beautiful, honest, tender. And it makes me hate my own life and situation a thousand times more tha I already do. I’m supposed to see her on Friday to sign the divorce papers and so she can give me back the rest of the my shit that I left behind in the house that we shared as our home. And when I say shit, I mean exactly that, just crap that I don’t need or want but she can’t stand to have any trace of me left hanging around and doesn’t have the decency to burn it or throw away on her own. Like she even has a photo of me that I had given to her and she wants to return it to me. What the fuck?! It’s for me to process the idea that she is capable of such cruelty. Is it not enough that I am giving her what she wants? Is it not enough that I am left with next to nothing? No job, a broke down car, living with my parents, an entire life and future dreamt of and hoped for dashed. Friends & fami...
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