well had a rough run there. but i think they are starting to improve somewhat. or at least not suck so much i will take it.
to some up why things sucked. tuesday september 29th to october 3.
started stressing about where i want to go with my schooling.
1 of my work friends was pretty much told there was nothing else they could do for her cancer. I saw that coming but still sucks.
my boss out of the blue said i was not cutting it in the best job i ever had. that was a serious kick to the ego. i posted a small bit about that.
and my stepfather of 18 years announced that he cheated on my mom. to make matters worse it was with the single worst person in the world it could have been with. my brothers Xwife. the whore in law. oh and the unterine parasite she is carrying might be his.
yeah. great week.
it pretty much put my whole month into the shitter. i was thrown for a loop the first couple of weeks. spent way too much time angry but things have started to improve.
the first part was i told my boss i wanted out of the job and back to the call floor so i could work on school. so now after being at my company since april 06 im back in new hire training. and rapidly seeing i still know just about everything i should be relearning.
went to the star wars in concert. seeing all my friends helped me break the funk.
then started working on school. with the fact that im going to transfer to a school im not uber excited about, i got all the school stuff settled. lets see if i can get my double major in business and psych done in 5 semesters at the most. its probably going to suck to take on that much, but i want to.
and finally dealling with the issue of he who is dead to me. the Dbag pretty much did not contact me. oh most everyone else in the family he talked to about what he did. not me or the clone.and then my mother for whatever reason has decided to let the fucker back in. that does not sit well with me.
i decided the best way i could deal with this way to write a letter. a very angry letter telling him just how little i thought of him. after getting a wonderful rewrite from ZOO that focused my anger i delivered it thursday.
the letter clearly spelled out just how little i thought of him, his actions and a few other things i said in the letter never talk to me again. the wonderful thing is that he was there to get it. i walked in and the fucker tried to talk to me. i handed it to him and went to tell my mother what i was doing. after explaining that i will not take part in any event or gathering he is at, she got pissed. and about that time he came in. i think he expected me to talk to him. guess he missed the part where that letter was the last communication i plan on ever having with him.
I told my mom that i had to go. when I went to leave he tried to talk to me. some BS about how he knows i do not want to here it but he still loves me.after resisting the urge to kill i rolled my eyes and walked out. no words (or angry fists of fury) from me. that would not have happened a couple of weeks ago.
so no more contact with him. course it means several family members wont talk to me. but hey life is full of choices. he made his. my mother made hers. I made mine. such us life. finding that part pretty easy actually.
so yay school, yay new old position, and double YAY telling off the worthless piece of shit. things are looking up.