Things go along smashingly for a while, and then Chelsea's pathologically lying self comes out, which causes Mom to get mad, which causes Chelsea to get punished, which causes her to scream and whine and yell about how much her life sucks and she's moving in with *insert guy's name here* and on and on and on.
You'd think after 11+ years of this crap, I'd be used to it, but nope. It still drives me insane every day.
Why can't she understand that her life is the way it is because of her own decisions?
Why can't she understand that Mom isn't trying to make her life hell and that she does love her?
Why can't she take responsibility for her son and do something to start her own life (get a job, go back to school, one or the other!) to take care of him?
Why can't she ever tell the truth?
The questions go on and on.
I want to understand her, I really do. But I'm just sick and tired of her. And I don't know how I won't feel this way until she makes some attempt at growing up.
This is one of the reasons I love college so much. Because it at least somewhat removes me from all the drama and fighting and anger that Chelsea causes. (Of course, that doesn't mean I worry about Mom dealing with her any less.)
Sigh. It's been a long day.
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ReplyDeleteI loved your last post too! I just listened to a sermon last week that the pastor said "we are ALL sinners, we ALL shouldn't be here. But we are, and this is only because of Jesus" It makes me fall more in love with Him every time! <3 :)
ReplyDeleteHope things ge better with your sister.. My theory is that people cant be children forever!