Tuesday, March 17, 2009


So I had therapy yesterday, that usually makes for a hard day. It usually takes a lot out of me, but not yesterday. I felt really good, like I was getting somewhere for a change, lol. That is, until the ride home, ug.

My 23 year old sis, who I'm living with, had to give me a ride because my car is not running. No big deal. So she always asks me how therapy went and what we talked about. I never have a problem with telling her about it, except I usually leave out the really emotional parts.

So, I told her we talked about my shop and my blog. And that my therapist thought it was really great that I'm enjoying blogging and saying whatever I want. That's when she started in
"Well, I think that's just wrong. Your therapist should be getting you to leave the house, not blog. That's just not right." Blah, blah, blah
I love my sis, I really do. And I'm so grateful that she's letting me stay here while I'm getting my act together. But sometimes, I just really want to punch her in the mouth, yeah.

In 2 minutes flat, she took all the wind out of my sails. I went from feeling pretty good to feeling crappy.

I'm sorry she doesn't understand, she pretty much hates computers and anything to do with them. She'll even admit that. But she also thinks that everything in the world MUST work the way she wants it to, no matter what. And if it doesn't, it must be something stupid and she has no use for it. Yeah, seriously.

On a daily basis, my bro-in-law and I joke about it. "It's her world, she just let's us hang out sometimes".

I really need to get the hell out of here before I loose my mind. I'm going to call around again and see if I can find some place where the waiting list isn't 14 months long.



Stephanie said...

Therapy can be wonderful! I think that your sister needs to go too :) Try not to let her bring you down!

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