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Speaking of Gail's memorial service.
I didn't feel like an outsider as a kid because I was wierd, it was because I was depressed, and because my family treats me like one. Okay, well, I was wierd, but I just realized that the place I feel most like an outsider is with my own family. Case in point: my mom's family all sent me sympathy cards when Gail died. Dad's side sent them to Dad and my sisters. Gail's side acted like I was the au pair. "Diana and Helen really need a sister figure"
Oh well. They can rot in hell anyway. Fuck them all.
I didn't feel like an outsider as a kid because I was wierd, it was because I was depressed, and because my family treats me like one. Okay, well, I was wierd, but I just realized that the place I feel most like an outsider is with my own family. Case in point: my mom's family all sent me sympathy cards when Gail died. Dad's side sent them to Dad and my sisters. Gail's side acted like I was the au pair. "Diana and Helen really need a sister figure"
Oh well. They can rot in hell anyway. Fuck them all.
