Saturday, August 20, 2011

3:51AM ...you know what hasn't changed? Insomnia. Still a bitch. At anyrate, I'm going to delve into the heart of the matter, and recap later. You'll see lyrics throughout, and it's because I feel that Staind - Not Again has a very fitting alignment with my view about this whole situation.

YOU FEEL LIKE YOUR FALLIN

YOUVE TAKEN THE STEP

IN FRONT OF YOU

IS FURTHER THE TRUTH

AND YOU FALL APART

INFRONT OF ME AGAIN


Mother left father shortly after their 26 year anniversary last year, which is August 4th. According to father, mother left because he wanted to kick sister out due to her not paying her own way. According to mother, father is still drinking and being verbally abusive to sister. By both accounts, the reason mother left is at least partially sister's fault.

From this point, there isn't a whole lot of anger or hatred slung around by either party; up until a few weeks ago, father had done a lot to help his chances of winning mother back, until father went to bring mother coffee one morning to tell her that he could save them a whole bunch of money by switching to geico (USAA actually, but geico gets an honorable mention) only to find...

...that mother already had coffee, as well as a male passenger in her early AM coffee journey. A brief interjection, if I may; I don't give a fuck who you are, but when you are in a strictly monogomous marriage where you are NOT legally separated in any form from your spouse, its going to look very, VERY bad having said spouse stop by to say 'hi' at 8 AM or earlier at your place of residence (NOT work) with another male/female present in your company, and you both look as though you crawled out of bed 20 minutes prior. That being said, father did not take kindly to this guest. After asking what was going on, mother insisted that guest was merely accompanying her to get coffee for her, sister, and sister's beau because sister's beau and guest were heading out to do some work for sister's beau's grandmother.

Further interrogation revealed that guest had arrived using an alternate method of transportation from usual place of residence, assumedly to prevent father from noticing he was gone at all.

AGAIN

DENIAL ISNT THE WAY TO FORGIVENESS


This was only the first of many stressful nights lately.

Later that day after father confronted mother about her guest and identifying that the story itself had too many holes (father spoke with sister, and sister's persistent death-grip over sister's beau revealed that sister's beau actually had NO plans to go anywhere that day, previously scheduled or otherwise) to be plausible, mother then became suicidal again, talking about how she was going to go away and no one would have to worry about her anymore, and it may not SEEM like a suicide threat, but I've heard them too many times to not recognize them.

YOU ALWAYS SWORE I WAS WRONG

NOT AGAIN


A week later, the in-fighting continues as now mother continues to tell father about her terrible living arrangement (this is AFTER she moved again into another apartment with sister and her friends) and how sister's friends aren't pulling their weight. Even after his trust has been broken because of what he suspected what may be going on between mother and guest, he insists on helping her, and more stress begins. Father decides that it would be a great idea to go to their home, not only at night, but around midnight after he's had enough to drink that would render him unable to drive.

NO TASTE FOR THE CROW YOU FEED ME

NOT AGAIN


A week after that, I come home to mother over with father, and mother is in tears. Then I find out that not only has mother been drinking heavily this night, but that she has been doing crack/cocaine with another person struggling with substance abuse from a failing marriage.

Not only does she have a drug problem now, aside from pot and the bottle, but she pawned (as there is no evidence currently to support the contrary) 20,000$ worth of jewelry in order to get the money for more coke. Now, at this point, mother has came over because she insists that user she did drugs stole all of her jewelry and pawned it.

No way? Really? When did this happen? About 3 months ago. Wait, what?

ITS NOT A MATTER OF IF I CARE

NOT AGAIN


The week following the last incident, mother continues to antagonize father over facebook about what family actually means because father refuses to put her on his insurance. Father switched from their current insurance to USAA, and ended up saving well over 100$ a month on insurance, the same amount mother could have been saving, but isn't now.

At this point, mother feels like she's entitled to be on father's insurance.

After all of the lies, the suspected infidelity, the drugs, the mental and verbal abuse, the suicide threats, the divorce threats... what gives anyone the right, after that kind of "love" to turn around and feel entitled for something that she lost, long ago? Mother called up grandfather, and told, not asked, but told grandfather that he needed to sign up with USAA so she is able to get a bigger discount. Grandfather wouldn't have any of that, so he called up father, and asked him why he wouldn't put her on insurance with him.

So he explained everything to him.

WHAT AN INTRACATE WEB YOUR WEAVIN

AGAIN AND AGAIN


That's when we find out that mother hasn't told grandfather anything, or at least grandfather is making play that he doesn't know any of what's going on. And then this is where the stress is reaching it's pinnacle; father tries to reach out to mother's family, but not only is he turned away, he's outright shunned. Each talks about their own dealings with the other as spitting maliciousness, but each also leaves out their own truths.

It's becoming more than I can bear. For a long time, I've supported father in his decisions with mother, but I'm becoming haggard now.

If they're going to actually legally separate, or get a divorce, then get it done. Stop baring your claws, spitting and puffing up your fur; just get it done. Stop dragging it out for the ones that love you, for the ones who's hearts you're tearing out by drawing out this nasty measure and just get it done.

You want to fuck other people? Don't try to manipulate the ones you love into thinking that it's all just a lie, that mommy is still a perfect angel, cause at this standpoint she's anything but. She hasn't just lost her Grace, she's lost her support. Desperately she falls, reaching out to brace the fall, and she gets support sometimes, softening her hastening descent.

YOU TRY NOT TO FALL

AS THE CLOCK FAILS TO SLEEP

SO HERE WE ARE

BACK WHERE WE BEGAN


So this is where I stand. Amidst other issues individually with each party, this family war is raging. Sometimes I feel like I'd be safer in Libya, or even the Iraqi desert, but then again, it's not really safe anywhere.

on a hiatus like it was going out of style

3:40AM... and it did. 2 1/2 years since my last post, I had almost forgotten I had this outlet available to me. A lot has happened in 2 1/2 years:
  • moved out of Thomas' house, and into an apartment off of 240th in Kent
  • Mom and Dad have issues, to the point where Mom moves out because Dad wants Sis to carry her weight
  • moved out of apartment in Kent into apartment with Dad in Kent
  • various fights between father and I ensue, just like old times
  • Theresa and I go to Oktoberfest 2010; get pregnant
  • after Theresa has already headed to Sakura-con 2011 a friend of ours/mine Meghan buys me a day pass to Sakura-con; Con-cherry officially popped. Weekend-con-cherry still present
  • 26th birthday rolled around, lots of good times there
  • Evelynn Marie Bowen was born July 7th, 2011 at 6lbs. 14oz. at 19in. in length with a 31cm. in circumference head
  • Mom and Dad are having worse issues (details in a later post)
  • we (Theresa & I) finally own something; our car is finally paid off. Has it really been five years?
I originally began posting here as I was told by my physician at the time that utilizing a journal (or blog, in this case) as an outlet for things going on in my life is a good way to help keep both my moods balanced and my stress level way down, even if there's something going on that I won't share with anyone.

There's been some activity lately, that has reminded me that I still need an outlet for unhealthy stress. I won't go over it in this post, simply because this is my "I'm back" post, not my "Poor me" post.