I spoke to my step mom today and after getting off the phone with her I felt kind of like my parents do not have any patience for me whatsoever. That made me feel real small and very uncomfortable. As I sit here and think, the tears of misunderstanding want to creep down my face but I will not let them come down. I am almost embarrseed to realize that neither my mom or dad ever had the patience for me and I wonder if my so-called status of being handicapped has something to do with that. My dad, after this summer being with him and my family, all I got out of the togetherness was the feeling of not be wanted. I think I better go for now because I am a little off track with my emotions.
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First off your diary is absolutely beautiful. I just want to let you know that. Second, I want to thank you for you comment when Jar took off. She’s home safe, and I have since found out from the owner that she has a habit of climbing tall trees and then not being able to get down. I have since opened a place for her at the top of my 7 foot tall bookshelf and taught her how to get up and down it, so she can hopefully chill a bit with the climbing thing. I also have plans to get her a really tall kitty cat tree when I get the money, one of those monstrouse carpeted things that she can climb up and down to her hearts content. That is, along side the collar and tags and other stuff I’m gonna do.
Third, I want to apologize if you read stuff in my diary that offends you. I know I curse sometimes, and I guess that’s just me expressing the depth of my emotions, but I know it’s not ladylike. lol. I’ve been working on it tho. *grins*
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*~Kristie~*
Hmmm thats something to think about.
Hopefully you can sort out your feelings.
Love,Alaina