Glad Single Drunk Female is back...
Apr. 20th, 2023 02:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chicatingNice to like a modern show, even if it seems forever since I had a My Show, that I wanted to look up all the actors and imagine alternate scenarios for, and all that. It's especially good for me that the people on it are fucked up enough that I can watch someone who's(thirty? Maybe?) and works in a magazine making listicles and hot takes and such without feeling like I'm trying to recapture my former hypothetical glory. "I coulda been a contender."(OK, hope that's out of the way now, but it *is* kind of a tag that never quite closes. for kind of a lot of reasons.) But it's not Sex and The City, you know, I'm not really supposed to be jealous, and I appreciate that.
Really hated her mom for taking the journal thing personally...I've never been an alcoholic, but if I couldn't unload about being a disabled adult living with a parent as an attendant from time to time, I'd be a lot crazier than I am, and even so, it feels like a near thing, sometimes. And, contrary to a lot of my friends at the CIL who...kind of(can I say "stepped away" in this context? Cause it seems weird, but it's not like they dropped me like a hot rock) but It's kind of always been an issue since, that, in 2003 or so, I didn't "get back on my feet"(again, really?) and send Mom...not-clear-where exactly while I ran everything with a pit crew of strangers that I was *so clearly* the Ladyboss of. But I don't think we have an *exceptionally* weird dynamic(Even though it does kind of bug me that there was never more of a style to cramp, I suppose, but I'm no longer fifteen enough to think she is secretly cock- or twat-blocking me.) Sometimes, I think she *does* forget that, like,I'm raised. That there probably isn't going to be a someday where I take a picture while I do something stupid and not pass a background check and lose out on The Job/Life of My Dreams...that if everything worked out the way they told me in school, I'd have probably chosen something(or, worse, someone) that I don't love anymore and be hating all the young bitches that came up behind me.maybe being nobody-esque is as good as that, though I hope I haven't peaked here.
Really hated her mom for taking the journal thing personally...I've never been an alcoholic, but if I couldn't unload about being a disabled adult living with a parent as an attendant from time to time, I'd be a lot crazier than I am, and even so, it feels like a near thing, sometimes. And, contrary to a lot of my friends at the CIL who...kind of(can I say "stepped away" in this context? Cause it seems weird, but it's not like they dropped me like a hot rock) but It's kind of always been an issue since, that, in 2003 or so, I didn't "get back on my feet"(again, really?) and send Mom...not-clear-where exactly while I ran everything with a pit crew of strangers that I was *so clearly* the Ladyboss of. But I don't think we have an *exceptionally* weird dynamic(Even though it does kind of bug me that there was never more of a style to cramp, I suppose, but I'm no longer fifteen enough to think she is secretly cock- or twat-blocking me.) Sometimes, I think she *does* forget that, like,I'm raised. That there probably isn't going to be a someday where I take a picture while I do something stupid and not pass a background check and lose out on The Job/Life of My Dreams...that if everything worked out the way they told me in school, I'd have probably chosen something(or, worse, someone) that I don't love anymore and be hating all the young bitches that came up behind me.maybe being nobody-esque is as good as that, though I hope I haven't peaked here.
