03-08-20 [Pobop: Yeft'Nu'Na Plant (Cradle Plant)]
Hey noodle what did you do today?
Well I woke up at 9:30ish because Jesse was cleaning, but really it was # got about 3 hours of sleep, and tho my tum was a bit beer-ruffled, I was actually sober and awake. I woke Wes up and I woke Jim up (he was in the basement), and together we cleaned up Boone's place. We gathered around the smonking cinders of the fire pit as I sipped some Pebis, then around 10:45ish I headed home. When I got there dad called me over to the garage work site to chat for a bit...Which was odd...
...But it made sense when I went downstairs and started drifting off to sleep. Mum said she talked to dad and told him that he's often a dick to me. Indeed, a common trope I've started using is “I'm going to suggest X to dad so he can tell me why it's wrong.” I told her that this is the reason I developed in such a way that I never feel like I can make my own decisions.
...I highly doubt her discussion with him will change anything long-term. These things die of after a couple days at best.
I took a few naps and eventually roused myself awake. I went upstairs and ate some tater tots, then mum and dad came inside and we all went out to the hot tub. It was nice and relaxing, and mum left a bit early so it was just dad and I. We saw an owl, and then eventually got out. I got changed and mum called down for dinner. I wound up heading up there about 20 minutes after, and she asked how hot tubbing with dad was...I mean, was she expecting some profound change? Honestly I'd expect backlash far more than anything else, tho dad's clever enough not to resort to that. Truth be told, I know I shouldn't be salty about this, but I am. After all these years, mum never spoke up and dad never had the self reflection necessary to see how he treated my suggestions? The fuck out of here with that now. Sorry, but the damage has been done. I'd feel better if he kept treating me like a dumb child and she kept accepting it. At least then there'd be some modicum of consistency.
I went upstairs and ate a tasty tube-pasta alfredo with chicken and veggies. I then headed downstairs and took a bit of a nap and then did some typing. I wound up staying up until about 2-3 lazing about and goobing off online, and chatting with Pye about Skyder. She told me of his last days, and she is so incredibly brave! Thank you for giving me some closure!
I hope everyone has a bit of closure day! <333
Well I woke up at 9:30ish because Jesse was cleaning, but really it was # got about 3 hours of sleep, and tho my tum was a bit beer-ruffled, I was actually sober and awake. I woke Wes up and I woke Jim up (he was in the basement), and together we cleaned up Boone's place. We gathered around the smonking cinders of the fire pit as I sipped some Pebis, then around 10:45ish I headed home. When I got there dad called me over to the garage work site to chat for a bit...Which was odd...
...But it made sense when I went downstairs and started drifting off to sleep. Mum said she talked to dad and told him that he's often a dick to me. Indeed, a common trope I've started using is “I'm going to suggest X to dad so he can tell me why it's wrong.” I told her that this is the reason I developed in such a way that I never feel like I can make my own decisions.
...I highly doubt her discussion with him will change anything long-term. These things die of after a couple days at best.
I took a few naps and eventually roused myself awake. I went upstairs and ate some tater tots, then mum and dad came inside and we all went out to the hot tub. It was nice and relaxing, and mum left a bit early so it was just dad and I. We saw an owl, and then eventually got out. I got changed and mum called down for dinner. I wound up heading up there about 20 minutes after, and she asked how hot tubbing with dad was...I mean, was she expecting some profound change? Honestly I'd expect backlash far more than anything else, tho dad's clever enough not to resort to that. Truth be told, I know I shouldn't be salty about this, but I am. After all these years, mum never spoke up and dad never had the self reflection necessary to see how he treated my suggestions? The fuck out of here with that now. Sorry, but the damage has been done. I'd feel better if he kept treating me like a dumb child and she kept accepting it. At least then there'd be some modicum of consistency.
I went upstairs and ate a tasty tube-pasta alfredo with chicken and veggies. I then headed downstairs and took a bit of a nap and then did some typing. I wound up staying up until about 2-3 lazing about and goobing off online, and chatting with Pye about Skyder. She told me of his last days, and she is so incredibly brave! Thank you for giving me some closure!
I hope everyone has a bit of closure day! <333
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