Gotta love family.

It'll be 6 months on the 25th since my mom died. 6 months. That's half a year. Yep.


My grandma called me today bitching at me because Seans truck is broke down. Like I can fucking help that. She's mad cause he has to drive the van to work every day and I can't come out to see her. She said "I gave you the van, not sean". I'm not real sure how anyone elses marriage works, but in mine.. if you give me something, you're giving it to Sean too. That's just how it goes, and until he can get his truck fixed, he has to get to work. And in my opinion... it just makes more sense for him to TAKE the van instead of me having to wake Mik up every morning and get ready to take him all the way to work, then drive home, then go back to get him later then come home. That's twice as much gas, twice as many miles... on a van that has over 230 thou. miles as it is. She told me she does so much for me I should come out and see her.

Ummm.... you live with the man who molested me when I was a kid, he's not exactly the person I wanna come hang out with all day and just let my beautiful little daughter run around in front of. And on top of that, she's the very person who tried for years to take me from my mom because she was blind. She's called me a whore, she tells me on almost every occasion she sees me that I need to watch my weight and monitor what Mikayla eats so we don't get fat like my momma. Hateful fucking witch. I mean, I may not be the little bone rack I used to be but I'm nowhere near fat. Look at the picture below this post, that's my stomach... see any rolls? She's just a bitch. She always has been, and I guess she always will be. I kinda told her how I felt today and she straight up said to me "what would you do if I took you out of my will?" Like i fucking care. I'm obviously not a money hungry person. I've been poor my whole life, what difference does it make to me? I mean sure I could use that chunk of change but I don't count on it and to be honest, I don't even think about it. If being in your will means kissing your ass and letting you bash me every chance you get, then keep your fucking money.. it's not worth that to me at all.

It makes me so mad. I just want to cuss and hit things. But I don't.


I am so thankful for all our friends. If it wasn't for them I'd be crazy. I've learned that you can pick your family. And I have now. And it feels good.

I'm going for a walk.