Freud Rules!
So, quite a few mom-issues all around, it seems.
Thank you, one and all, for your comments and support. And keep them coming if you will because they really make me feel good. One of my friends told me today that (and I can't do this verbatum as my mind is moosh tonight) -- that your family is sort of what you make it. Your friends are just as much family. Which is true. You crazy kids are my online family.
When I argue with my mother or father or they piss me off, I generally react one of two ways. First one would be I cut myself off from them for days and plant myself, firmly, on the couch with anything within an arm's reach that is remotely edible. And there I sit and sulk and/or cry until I'm too tired and go to bed.
I know, I know -- it's uplifting, no?
But tonight it was door number TWO where in I go a little crazy, tearing apart my room, hanging up anything on the floor, tossing shoes into the closet, and in this case, do two loads of laundry and refuse to eat because I am now going to be anorexic to IMMEDIATELY be thin and REALLY show my mom who's the champion.
The "Anorexia" lasts about 2 hours til I can't fight off the urge for ice cream any longer, FYI.
I'll say this about tonight's semi-insanity. I am washing so many clothes, it's likely I'll now not need to do laundry again for a while. Hoorah!
That friend was me (yay) and it was 'Family is where you find it', which is something I firmly believe.
BTW - due to our conversation about ice cream yesterday I dreamed that I was in this wonderful homemade ice cream store and there freezer had broken so they were selling pints for 25 cents. BEST.DREAM.EVER. (except for the fact Gary Busey was there)
Posted by: onlinedatingdiaries | April 23, 2008 at 09:14 AM
Err...I meant 'their freezer' not there freezer. Grammar and I are BFF.
Posted by: onlinedatingdiaries | April 23, 2008 at 09:14 AM