A little about my experience here in these beautiful mountains and whatever else comes out of my brain.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
So much for fucking family
Today I realize that the few shared strands in our DNA mean nothing. It does not make another person family to you. My uncle, who was aware of the fact that I would have to be back in Lubbock to take care of some of my own business, has just suggested that I find out if someone staying at the hotel is from Lubbock and they could take me back with them. Complete fucking strangers. Then he asks if I know someone here that could take me to and from Lubbock. Yeah, because I have had so much fucking time to meet all of these new people out here while I literally live at work. He said to me that we would take care of it and not to worry about it. Stupid me for listening. I have never been this alone and so fucking hurt by what I thought was something I could rely on. Family. FUCK FAMILY. FUCK YOU, BILL, FOR BEING THE WORST UNCLE A PERSON COULD HAVE. FUCK YOU.
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