Another day, another Emocrat... Time to grow up and join reality kid. Once your parents are gone you will regret choosing to hate them over something like politics and religion. Its not like you have been abused or neglected, though I'm sure in your depressed Emo world, thats exactly what you think.
Why don't you go cut yourself , and then write a poem about it instead ?
That's one of the things that bothers me about these people, they have absolutely not an ounce of forgiveness or compassion in their soul. They see stereotypes instead of humans, even when someone's frailty and humanity is staring them in the face. I'm a few years older than Emogirl from Jersey but my parents were from the same generation as hers only mine were incredibly self-centered. I literally had the childhood from hell...friends that I've grown up with tell me I could never even write a book about it because no one would believe me. But I credit my experiences with helping me turn to the right (and to Christ) because I swore I would NEVER be a victim again. I learned in college that the left prides themselves on being professional victims. They try to elevated to an art form, cultivate it, wallow in it, absorb it through their skin.
Even given all I've gone through, God gave me my parents for a reason. I trust HE knows better than I (though I do have quite a list of questions to ask Him when I get there). My mother is a raging alcoholic and it's killing her. I'll be surprised if she lives through the year. I could let alcohol continue to be a wedge between us, but where would that leave me? She's the only mother I have...and in her own warped way she taught me to be a GOOD mother because I didn't want my sons to have a life like mine.
During her lucid moments I'm actually learning some things about her and what made her the way she is. Unlike your average DUmmie, I'm not my own deity and so cannot judge since I'll have my own things to answer for someday. But being able to let go and let God has allowed me the opportunity to get to know my mother better and understand why things happened the way they did. For a group of people who consider themselves masters of nuance and compassion, they seem to have little of either.
Cindie
