I'm not sure if I posted about it. My mom and I still aren't speaking (she sent me an email with her typical mantra about what a spoiled brat I am and how it's all her fault for raising me wrong, blah blah blah ... your basic sympathy ploy/guilt trip).
Oh yes, and she said "I was going to tell you that she just suddenly died; I didn't mean to let slip that she'd been sick for weeks." As if that would have made it somehow better???? No one who knew me or cared about me the slightest bit could have possibly thought that was a good idea. Deceive me, lie to me, steal away the last time I could've spent with someone I loved ... yes, what perfect parenting!
There's a reason that I'm so repulsed by Angel's tendency to think that he knows best and to make decisions for other people without consulting them.
My dad came to visit a few weeks later because he had stuff he needed me to sign, and he brought the last of the cat supplies (food and litter). That was nice, but kind of ruined by his "Well, I think this all turned out for the best; I'm much happier not having to deal with the cats anymore." Yes, never mind that I never got to say goodbye to Vanilla, or that Angel and Lucifer and now living in a tiny one room NYC apartment, or that I can't get maintenance done because I run the risk of being evicted....
So, yeah, situation not really resolved, I'm probably permanently estranged from my parents, etc. And it's nice to have my cats with me and all, but Lucifer is so unhappy being cramped up in that little room, and I don't know what to do to make him happy.
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Oh yes, and she said "I was going to tell you that she just suddenly died; I didn't mean to let slip that she'd been sick for weeks." As if that would have made it somehow better???? No one who knew me or cared about me the slightest bit could have possibly thought that was a good idea. Deceive me, lie to me, steal away the last time I could've spent with someone I loved ... yes, what perfect parenting!
There's a reason that I'm so repulsed by Angel's tendency to think that he knows best and to make decisions for other people without consulting them.
My dad came to visit a few weeks later because he had stuff he needed me to sign, and he brought the last of the cat supplies (food and litter). That was nice, but kind of ruined by his "Well, I think this all turned out for the best; I'm much happier not having to deal with the cats anymore." Yes, never mind that I never got to say goodbye to Vanilla, or that Angel and Lucifer and now living in a tiny one room NYC apartment, or that I can't get maintenance done because I run the risk of being evicted....
So, yeah, situation not really resolved, I'm probably permanently estranged from my parents, etc. And it's nice to have my cats with me and all, but Lucifer is so unhappy being cramped up in that little room, and I don't know what to do to make him happy.