um, it’s a long story. 
the reason i stppoed posting here is simply that i have a tendency to do things like that – like not talk to a certain group of friends for a long time for no real reason. i always say that the ones who are happy to hear from me again are the ones who were really my friends.
let’s see, if last you remember i was in college… i kind of flunked out due to depression, and i ended up teaching preschool for a summer. then my parents sort of not really kicked me out – i was spending a lot of time at my then-fiancé’s house, and one day when i was home and bugging my step-dad about teaching me to drive he asked why i didn’t just go stay at carl’s and have him teach me. so i did. and eventually my mom started bugging me to come get all of my stuff. so i did. so it was like they asked me to leave, but with no hard feelings or animosity or anything.
so i was doing temp work to pay rent and things were ok, but then the relationship sort of fell apart. i wasn’t feeling ready to commit to him and he was feeling like being emotionally abusive was a good idea, and we both did not so nice things to eachother (although i still maintain that my not-so-nice things happened because i was weak, while he was trying intentionally to hurt me. you can’t maintain that a suicide attempt was actually about him when a) he faked it; and b) his next move was to clear out my bank account while i was hiding from him at a friend’s house.)
anyway, i ended up having to get people to move me out of the house in the night while he was at a friend’s. and one of the guy’s who helped me get out of this relationship, and who gave me a place to stay when i was hiding from carl after i left (because he started harrassing me by phone and email), he and i ended up living together. and then his kids moved in with us (they are so adorable, i love them to death!). and then i got pregnant. and now i stay home and take care of the kids, which is something i always wanted to do.
and i realized that i never really wanted to marry carl. when he’d talk about planning the wedding, i’d get freaked out. and when he talked about having kids, i’d always say not any time soon. and now i’m a stay at home mommy and i love it!
and one of my now ex-best friends is now married to carl. i was cool with it until she blamed the entire demise of our relationship on me and said she was sick of hearing me whine about the things he did to me (even though i never said it to her). ha! she’s psycho and so is he. they deserve eachother.
i don’t know which thing with my parents you meant, though, so i can’t tell you about that.
my mom was being overbearing and rude when i was recovering from the baby (i had a c-section and was in the hospital for a week), and she’s not allowed to come over until she apologizes. which, to her, is insanely absurd.
