Sunday, October 18, 2009
♥ Ramblings
Family.
This post is about family and how others bitch and moan about theirs, you know? Thinking that they have the worst family ever; though they don't get beaten or don't get to eat, yeah your life sucks. Sure you get grounded but at least your parents care about you.
Recently, a breakdown made me see just how much my family cares and how much I love them. I am lucky to have the family that I do and I'm very happy with them. Sure I'll complain and all that, but what normal teenager doesn't? At least I don't want to switch mine out, but that is off topic of this paragraph. Back to why my breakdown made me see that. Well I don't know what caused it (maybe it was time for one) but it did happen and I came out of my bedroom. Well my mom was getting ready to go to bed and she seen my tears, coaxing me into telling her what was wrong. That was when it hit me, word vomit, I let everything out and she stayed up talking to me until three in the morning, two hours later then she was originally going to stay up. Now, she says I can talk to her about everything.
You see, that was the first time I ever broke down and revealed a lot of things to her and it felt really good, like some weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. It made me see that I have the best mom ever, she would do anything for me and I love her for that. This just solidified it even more. I love her so much and I'm just so glad that I could have done that. I was always so afraid to tell her anything at all, thinking she wouldn't listen or she would judge me, but she didn't do either of those things and I'm really happy for that. I love my life right now.
Sure I can get a little edgy and closed off, but that is how I used to deal with things. I was never used to telling anyone but my friend in Germany, and now I can tell her and my mom. I know, now, that if I ever need my mom that she is here for me. How many people can say that? Not many, because they hate their family and don't think they can tell them anything at all, but that isn't true. Your parents are there for you, unless they weren't ready and then you're adopted, but your adoptive parents are there for you too. They are your family, because they took you in like they would if they had their own children (or it they do have children it's the same). We all just have to count our blessings and be thankful with what you have.
Yeah, and now I've come to a standstill on what to say and what not to say, you know. I always lose my thoughts and always lose what I want to say, lets just say I have a bad memory, probably only getting worse as life goes on, but oh well. At least I try to remember things. Thinks that people have told me and things that I have learned in school.
xoxo,
S
This post is about family and how others bitch and moan about theirs, you know? Thinking that they have the worst family ever; though they don't get beaten or don't get to eat, yeah your life sucks. Sure you get grounded but at least your parents care about you.
Recently, a breakdown made me see just how much my family cares and how much I love them. I am lucky to have the family that I do and I'm very happy with them. Sure I'll complain and all that, but what normal teenager doesn't? At least I don't want to switch mine out, but that is off topic of this paragraph. Back to why my breakdown made me see that. Well I don't know what caused it (maybe it was time for one) but it did happen and I came out of my bedroom. Well my mom was getting ready to go to bed and she seen my tears, coaxing me into telling her what was wrong. That was when it hit me, word vomit, I let everything out and she stayed up talking to me until three in the morning, two hours later then she was originally going to stay up. Now, she says I can talk to her about everything.
You see, that was the first time I ever broke down and revealed a lot of things to her and it felt really good, like some weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. It made me see that I have the best mom ever, she would do anything for me and I love her for that. This just solidified it even more. I love her so much and I'm just so glad that I could have done that. I was always so afraid to tell her anything at all, thinking she wouldn't listen or she would judge me, but she didn't do either of those things and I'm really happy for that. I love my life right now.
Sure I can get a little edgy and closed off, but that is how I used to deal with things. I was never used to telling anyone but my friend in Germany, and now I can tell her and my mom. I know, now, that if I ever need my mom that she is here for me. How many people can say that? Not many, because they hate their family and don't think they can tell them anything at all, but that isn't true. Your parents are there for you, unless they weren't ready and then you're adopted, but your adoptive parents are there for you too. They are your family, because they took you in like they would if they had their own children (or it they do have children it's the same). We all just have to count our blessings and be thankful with what you have.
Yeah, and now I've come to a standstill on what to say and what not to say, you know. I always lose my thoughts and always lose what I want to say, lets just say I have a bad memory, probably only getting worse as life goes on, but oh well. At least I try to remember things. Thinks that people have told me and things that I have learned in school.
xoxo,
S
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