Re: First year alone on Christmas
Thanks everyone so all your kind words! ((((HUG))))
No its not the boyfriend who they dont like. They actually love him, we've been together for 3 1\2 years and they have invited him places and not me. I know what you mean though.....my friend has a family like that.
I havent said this to anyone else but you guys. I know for alot of people its hard to even think that there can be families out there like that. But its true!
(Without sounding stuck-up)....my family is wealthy. They shove there noses are far up in the air as possible. They show off there material things, act like there sh*& dont stink, etc. Which they can do all they please, and my brother and sister are the same way. I'm the only different one in the family. I'd rather have a "REAL" family than all the boats, cars, huge houses and things like that. I'm a down to earth person who just wants respect, love and appreciation. So by be gaining so much weight, they look at me like im below them (I, myself, know that im above them for this same reason).
It's not so much that I will miss being around them on Christmas. The thing that bothers me is picturing all of THEM together, sitting around laughing and having a good time like thats the entire family....and I dont exist.
Its taken me a long, long time to realize that this is the way things have always been and the way things will continue to be. But in this process, it has made my relationship with my boyfriend so wonderful. Because we both came from families like this and we put forth that extra effort to work things out, communicate and stear as far away from that type of life as possible. All I ever wanted from them is love and support. Not a new car and the best clothes. And I always thought any parent would be suprised and happy to have a child like that. But i'm glad i didnt become one of them. Theres no way i'd be able to live with myself.
Sorry about the book, lol!
Thanks again everyone, you REALLY make me feel so much better about myself, I cant thank you all enough!!!
*Krystle
Thanks everyone so all your kind words! ((((HUG))))
No its not the boyfriend who they dont like. They actually love him, we've been together for 3 1\2 years and they have invited him places and not me. I know what you mean though.....my friend has a family like that.
I havent said this to anyone else but you guys. I know for alot of people its hard to even think that there can be families out there like that. But its true!
(Without sounding stuck-up)....my family is wealthy. They shove there noses are far up in the air as possible. They show off there material things, act like there sh*& dont stink, etc. Which they can do all they please, and my brother and sister are the same way. I'm the only different one in the family. I'd rather have a "REAL" family than all the boats, cars, huge houses and things like that. I'm a down to earth person who just wants respect, love and appreciation. So by be gaining so much weight, they look at me like im below them (I, myself, know that im above them for this same reason).
It's not so much that I will miss being around them on Christmas. The thing that bothers me is picturing all of THEM together, sitting around laughing and having a good time like thats the entire family....and I dont exist.
Its taken me a long, long time to realize that this is the way things have always been and the way things will continue to be. But in this process, it has made my relationship with my boyfriend so wonderful. Because we both came from families like this and we put forth that extra effort to work things out, communicate and stear as far away from that type of life as possible. All I ever wanted from them is love and support. Not a new car and the best clothes. And I always thought any parent would be suprised and happy to have a child like that. But i'm glad i didnt become one of them. Theres no way i'd be able to live with myself.
Sorry about the book, lol!

Thanks again everyone, you REALLY make me feel so much better about myself, I cant thank you all enough!!!
*Krystle













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