I'm sorry. I'm sorry you guys are stuck there. I'm sorry that you're both brilliant and talented, but only one parent can see that. I'm sorry they don't know how to deal with you, J. One of the reasons I've always suggested they give you up for adoption would be because then there would be a better chance of someone who could help you like you need. You're petty, and a jerk, but I know that's not all you. I think you would have been better off with a better dad. I know I would have. Because they refused to admit someone else could do a better job, you're going to be messed up for life. You're 15, and have no idea how to function around people. You can't control your emotions, because you never had anyone that could teach you. I've always wondered what your fate would be.
You're easily smart and well-read enough to learn to control yourself some, but you never have. Unfortunately, I'll never feel comfortable giving you help. You treated me no better than Mom did in the beginning, and part of that was your own fault. After I moved back in, I was the favorite. Instantly. Instead of doing everything you could to piss them off, you should have imitated my actions. (except the running away part, but I can't officially condone that, especially what with your lack of survival skills)
Please don't be like your dad. You have a temper worse than his, and I know you have trouble accepting no. I hope you can find a woman who can teach you how to live. I hope you don't kill her or terrorize her like you have been doing to the rest of the people who had to live with you.
S, you can pass for normal, and that's more than the rest of us can say. You'll have no problem doing whatever it is you want, but you're limited by the people around you. You're the one that has the highest likelihood of going to college, even though J's smarter. You have better grades than I did at your age, and I'm glad you escaped relatively unscathed by the emotional problems the rest of us have. If you prove to be struggling under them like I was, I'll be glad to help you. You've done a good job of keeping yourself vigilant and away, and I'll help you get out if/when I can.
Friday, August 27
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