ch 1
it begins like this:
thanksgiving day is a day reminding me of the emptiness of my life. it's a day of family gatherings, but my family does not gather. my parents don't get along with their respective in-laws. my mom and dad don't even get along. whenever we are all in a room, i play this little game where i count the seconds before a petty fight breaks out.
i told my mom "you and dad are crazy." she said, "yeah and that is why you're crazy and were on medication."
i still am, but this is not doctor prescribed nor legal in this hypocritical society.
my mom doesn't even always have traditional thanksgiving food. i just ate chicken, rice, and brocoli. "well there's also pecan pie" she said. but that's not pumpkin, and it helps no one's case that i don't even eat pie.
so it feels lonely when all your friends are unavailable because of family time and you're isolated enjoying a normal day the same as any other day, holiday or not.
and it began like that.
posted by fillshe @ 6:38 PM
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