I love my mom, I really do…
But she married a jerk.
I’m so pissed off and disappointed and even hurt right now and you know, I really should start expecting these things. I mean, it’s not like it doesn’t happen every fucking time.
So I live alone, right? I’ve always been close to my mom and I call her at least 3 days a week. She’s the only family I have out there other than an uncle (one of her brothers) and his kids (my cousins). However I don’t SEE her that often since, first off, she lives about 3 towns away and second, my stepfather can’t stand me. I’d have to say the last time I was over her house was last Christmas. See, I’m allowed to visit her for the day as much as I want. But sleeping over? Fuggetabboutit!
My SF won’t condone it. He’s always had a distain for me simply because I don’t match up to HIS preferences. Because I don’t live life HIS way.
I have long hair. I like long hair. I keep my long hair clean and nicely shampooed. My long hair smells good at all times.
SF cannot abide with long hair. He is a former military person and keeps his hair cut short (along with my little half-brother’s hair; his son, who lives with them). So because I have longer hair, he can’t stand that. I can’t tell you how many times he gives me looks of disgust for keeping and having long hair.
Second…my goatee. Sometimes I won’t shave for a bit and let my beard and mustache grow out. However SF’s opinion is that a male should always be clean shaven…at all times. He can’t abide having someone else under and staying in his and my mom’s house who goes against this or thinks otherwise. I’m serious.
And there’s other, little things too. Like the way I dress. Look, you bastard, just because I don’t wear button down shirts with collars and prefer T-shirts doesn’t mean you have to treat me like shit like you have for the past 14 years.
But you know, all of this is BESIDE the point. All of this is merely background info leading up to the pitting.
See, I’m fine with it. I believe that that’s just his preference and, well, we just clash. I’m fine with not seeing my mom at months at a time, as long as I keep in phone contact. It’s not a big deal to visit her at her house and/or spend the night. And I DO respect his own personal opinion about short hair, clean shave, etc…I just don’t abide by it myself.
However…
You jerkish, asshole, son of a bitch, shithead… WHY IS IT…that EVERY FUCKING holiday that is supposed to be spent with family, do you RESTRICT me from coming over?
I’m serious. It’s a constant FIGHT every fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas to be able to come over and spend it with my mom and brother and uncle and cousins that are all invited.
I can understand that you HATE me so much you can’t put up with me all other 363 days out of the year, but are you such a grinch you can’t let me spend the holidays with my own family?
See, I’m on disability. I don’t get an awful lot. I can live contently, sure…but if I don’t go over my mom’s on Thanksgiving and Christmas, then I spend it alone. And forget about all the dinners and presents and stuff. I don’t have near enough to be able to make myself any of that stuff, nor would I buy it all just for one person.
And no, I don’t expect any sympathy or “I’m sorry’s” I’m sure I’m not the only one like that. I’m sure that there are people that have it much worse than I do. But damn if it doesn’t still make me pissed and hurt.
And really, WHY should it hurt? THIS happens EVERY. FUCKING. YEAR. Every year it’s a fight with my mom and my SF to let me come over and spend the night 2 days out of the year (Thansigiving and Christmas)…and yes, I have to spend the night. I don’t drive so the only way I get there is by bus…and on major holidays the buses stop running early (by early, I mean about 5-6pm). So it’s either get invited to the Thankgiving dinner that ALL OF my family is invited to (cept me) and the Christmas party they throw every year (that I’m never asked to come to) and have to spend the nights those night…or have him drive me home the same day.
Gee, isn’t that nice?
Really makes a guy feel wanted.
And my mom isn’t any better. She KNOWS it’s not right and she argues against him most the time about it. But does she try very hard? Normally she caves in and just goes with what he says. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve not been able to do something with them or go over there because SF says no.
Now…the last 3 Thanksgivings and Christmas’ I have been able to go over there and spend with them thankfully. But that’s not my point. It’s ALWAYS a hassle. It’s always a fight to try to get it “approved” and “allowed”. It always takes my mom lots of BEGGING and arguing to get me so that I’m invited.
Just today I mentioned it for the first time, being as how Thansgiving also happens to be MY FREAKING BIRTHDAY, and she asked him in the background. While I didn’t hear it, I knew what it was from my mom’s next comment. “But [SF], it’s Thanksgiving.”
For fuck’s sakes…I EVEN TOLD MY MOM I’D SHAVE THAT DAY AND DRESS UP. I’m even TRYING to fucking comprimise who I am and what I like just to be able to fucking go to my own fucking families get together, and even hearing mom SAY this to the fucktard, she still told me he wasn’t for it.
God, I just don’t know what to do. And it never stops hurting either, even though I KNOW damn right well it’s going to happen every year. It’s never a surprise, but it always cuts, you know?
I have no doubt I’ll PROBABLY, EVENTUALLY get to go to this years Thanksgiving…but only after knowing it was very hesitently.
Yeah mom, Keep the 40 dollars you were going to send me Tues for my birthday. I’d rather have a present of being able to be ACCEPTED in your house on Thanksgiving.