Art imitates Life, or Music imitates life

BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
so,

how can i tell this story quicky and cleverly so i can get someone to understand.

just got out of hospital.

mother and sister insisted i stay longer than i wanted so they can come out and take care of me. they flew out on Sunday, checked out of pill hill and came home.

later, in the evening when my alchololic sister starting yelling at me about what color i was coloring her hair in said. You are a spoiled brat. i said, why cant you say anything positive for once.

meanwhile, mom was staring at the tv in living room. i begged her. Mom! please come in here and talk to us. my sister is being a bitch and i need some tlc.

I JUST LEFT THE HOSPITAL for christs sake whenmy mother said.

you just think the world revolves around you don't you?

i said, i have been sick. she and my sister didn't care.

THOSE TWO BITCHES CAME 2000 MILES JUST TO MAKE ME MORE MISIRABEL.

here i am in recovery from a major Thryoid condition, and

my mom and sister left my house and got a hotel in downtown seattle because they didn't want ot hear about it and that i am so mean to my bud light drinking sister.

WTF! truly. why come all this way to take care of your daughter who just got out of the hospital and then to throw a tantrum and leave me here alone again.

THERE IS SOME DAUGHTER MATERIAL IF I DON'T SAY MYSELF.



FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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  • I understand.
    Actually, its one of your more lucid of writings ;)
    What pain have you from the operation?
    What pain have you from your family?
    Sooooooo glad to see your name again.

    don't call her mother
    not fit to.
  • Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    I understand.
    Actually, its one of your more lucid of writings ;)
    What pain have you from the operation?
    What pain have you from your family?
    Sooooooo glad to see your name again.

    don't call her mother
    not fit to.


    i had no operation. just adjusted me checmically and put me in with all the depressed and chemically dependent people. (who were wonderful i must say cause we all shared the same mental problems.) no cutting of skin, just giving of lots of blood. my arms look brusied like drug addict..


    pain from family. almost comical really. my mother must be extremely jealous of me. if my one big wish came true and it happened RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER EYES, she still wouldn't say i was right and probbuly would not be happy.

    i don't call them mother or sister.

    you are more like family to me baba. you are my brother.

    my boyfriend has been so good to me if it overwhelming. however, even he could not stop them. he tried to be Switzerland as we say around here.

    i have always wished for a man that loves me to kick my family's ass!

    :)
  • I'm always here
    and always invisible.
  • Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    I'm always here
    and always invisible.

    why are you always invisible but here at the same time?

    are you sure your not a radio executive posing as a poet?

































































    ps your mailbox is full dude
  • Full of what?

    I deleted a few old messages, so feel free to Post Menstate me.
    Or whatever it is that PM stands for.
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    still no word from my mother and sister. their plane leaves tomorrow to go back to indianapolis ....


    came all this way, just to not see me and stay in a hotel you cant afford.

    those bithces always have the last word. WTF idd they come here for?

    me 2 days out of hospital??

    any thoughts of how i should handle this?

    should i call them?

    they left here...
  • viggs20viggs20 Posts: 1,296
    Call them one last time.
    "Reality continues to ruin my life." - Calvin & Hobbes.

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  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by viggs20
    Call them one last time.

    charlie called and left a message on my sisters cell phone.

    later, my OWN MOTHER, called and left a message thanking CHARLIE for the invite but they had other plans. they leave today

    she didn't even use my name on the machine. they came all this way and only saw me for 3 hours in 5 days.

    what the fuck. just listiening to

    Silent all these years by Tori Amos

    why don't i have a mommy? or a daddy?

    this really hurts today. i need hugs baba. i must be a bad daughter and sister......
  • Gita, you're tearing me up here.
    Feel free to skinny dip in my lake of hugs.
    Who is Charlie?
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Gita, you're tearing me up here.
    Feel free to skinny dip in my lake of hugs.
    Who is Charlie?

    Charlie is the only friend I have left that hasn't deserted me. He is my betterman for the moment, although i know i am not his dream girl either.....

    i want to swim in your hair.....

    i guess i won't stop crying anytime soon since tori is playing. i just don't understand.

    i would never do that to my little boy. i just don't understand at all

    i guess it is because i do't know why.....:(

    i don't know why i don't know why

    i wish your lake of hugs was real. but that is about the same as my unreal family.

    :(
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    is this a test?
  • Don't try to understand, you'll only hurt yourself.
    Sounds like your mom and sis are very inscrutable.
    Also sounds like you want to call them.
    Sounds like music is more reliable to you. Music never leaves or ignores you.
    Heal. Please.
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Don't try to understand, you'll only hurt yourself.
    Sounds like your mom and sis are very inscrutable.
    Also sounds like you want to call them.
    Sounds like music is more reliable to you. Music never leaves or ignores you.
    Heal. Please.

    no. i don't want to call. i cant change her. i am just imagining what it would be like to have someone else as a mother. i guess i with mother myself

    "mother, the car is here, will somebody leave the light on?" tori

    why do I have to heal alone? i can put pearl jam in and listen, but frankly that is becoming empty because i dream of ed like i dream of having a different family.

    i always dreamed HE would change my name and give me a seed. i want to plant a new tree in my garden with someone i love like i love jesus and god and buddha and all the stars.

    charlie certainly doesn't want to and i understand.
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Full of what?

    I deleted a few old messages, so feel free to Post Menstate me.
    Or whatever it is that PM stands for.

    PM = pEter Max my son's name.

    In regards to your mailbox - ever find yellow letter shaped like a paper airplane (useage - easier to throw away quickly cause it is full of shit and baggage) Harbor View Return address.
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