I've been thinking of writing an autobiography or memoir but it just never comes together for me but I figured if I write one story at a time and post it on my blog maybe once a month, I can do that. Maybe one day I'll pull all the stories together and put them in a book but for now I'll just share some stories with you about my childhood. Some of the stories will be happy, some sad and some horrific because that was my childhood. But they will all be real, things that actually happened. If it seems like something that people enjoy reading maybe I'll keep it going. These stories will not be in any kind of order, I'll just write them as they come to me.
Christmas with my dad and step mother in 1988.
Late in 1988 I went to live with my dad and step mother for a few months. I was 18 years old and had just left one of the mental hospitals that I had been in for a couple of months (That's for another story) and my dad asked me to come stay with him for a little while. I think he thought that he could help me and he felt bad that I had ended up there in the first place. My step mother however, did not like me and didn't want me there and she never stopped letting me know it.
It was almost Christmas and my dad asked me what I wanted so I told him that I really liked one of the purple sweaters that my step mother, Catherine had. I was trying to make nice and said she looked really nice in it and would like something like that. I tried to be nice to her but she was a nasty woman and still is. I didn't know it at the time but both she and my dad were doing speed (Amphetamines) and that really changed their personalities a lot. On top of that they both drank.
For Christmas, my dad did indeed buy me a crocheted, purple sweater and I really liked it. I bought my step mother a horse statue because she liked horses. I was trying to be nice. My dad got a box of sausage, cheese and crackers since that was his favorite thing in the world. A few days later my step mother "accidentally" dropped the horse statue I bought her and it broke. I actually think she did it on purpose so she wouldn't have to keep it. A few days later I put my sweater on again and this time it had 2 cuts in it and the yarn started to unravel really quickly. It had been crocheted and I had no idea how to fix it. I showed my dad who showed my step mother who said she could fix it. But all she ended up doing was unraveling it further to the point that all I could do was throw it away. I can't prove she did it but I had worn it a couple of times and it was fine when I put it in the closet. That woman has always been very malicious and spiteful. She still is.
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Think being so full of spite and so petty...for goodness' sake. And even if she was under the influence at the time, from what you say it sounds like that's just the way she is...
ReplyDeleteThat really is just the way she is.
DeleteI do hope that you don't have to have much to do with her these days. Some people are just plain nasty.
ReplyDeleteI haven't spoken to either her or my father in 3 years.
DeleteGood Grief! What a peach she was/is. You're lucky that, instead of taking it out on the sweater, she didn't instead murder you in your sleep.
ReplyDeleteYeah I am.
DeleteVery sad story.
ReplyDeleteI haven't talked to her in 3 years now. She never changed.
DeleteMalicious and spiteful indeed. There's really nothing anyone can do with such people except avoid them. Your father should have told her to stop acting that way, though. One's own children should come first.
ReplyDeleteYou would think but he's really no better than she is.
DeleteWhat a disturbing person to do that to an 18 year old. I’m sorry you had to deal with that.
ReplyDeleteThank you. She never changed in all these years either.
DeleteGod so sorry you went through all this but I'm so glad you're the strong woman you are now xoxxo Girl Power!
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteI think miserable people want to make others miserable. It seems like you are rising above that, and that is a good thing.
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Thank you.
DeleteSo sorry about these awful memories
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteYou have no regrets and really tried. Sometimes that's all you can get when up against a narcissistic malicious person.
ReplyDeleteThat's true.
DeleteThis kind of woman has to be avoided at all costs. It won't help to be nice to her.She's not to be approached, and not to be trusted; ever!
ReplyDeleteOh I have never trusted her.
DeleteI'm so sorry you had to go through that. There's a lot of meanness in the world, even in families sometimes ugh
ReplyDeleteYes that's true.
DeleteDang, that was pretty much not pleasant. Some people.
ReplyDeleteShe's not a nice person
DeleteOH, this makes me so sad, so sorry it happened to you. Luckily you have your own family to celebrate with now!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad about that.
DeleteWhat an unhappy and ugly-spirited woman to destroy your Christmas sweater and break your present to her. Talk about being a Grinch.
ReplyDeleteShe really is.
DeleteWhat a terrible person to treat you like that. There's no need to be cruel, especially to a child, and even more especially at the holidays.
ReplyDeleteI don't get what her deal was, I really don't.
DeleteWhat a horrible Christmas. Unfortunately kids and step parents often don't get on.
ReplyDeleteYes that's true.
DeleteYour stories are so painful, but I also think they need to be told. People can be so mean to others and, at least, your story reminds them they're not alone. I am sorry you had such a terrible Christmas.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
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