Friends 'R' Family

char59 · Global Moderator

I can remember growing up, my Dad wasn't home much. Working alot. I wasn't a very good student. Got mainly "C"s. If I brought home a "B" he would just say "You can do better" Nothing was ever good enough for him. Maybe it's because I am the oldest. I felt my sister who is 2 years younger then me was always praised. Then my baby sister (8 years younger) could get away with anything.

Well, I am the only one who went to college and FINISHED. But still thats not good enough. I got married the first time right after graduating college. My Dad did not like him. I had my daughter after being married a year and a half. Then I got divorced a year and a half after that. My ex spent the time I was in the hospital having my daughter with his ex girlfriend. I guess I didn't pick a very good husband. He worked part of the time we were married. He drank a lot. His Dad was just as bad. My daughter, when she started walking, fell down some basement stairs and broke her collar bone, while I was at work. You guessed it. Nobody was watching her, beer was more important. After my divorce, I moved back in with my parents. Was there for about 4 months. Things were okay then. I meet my current husband right before my divorce. But we were good, and didn't move in together until my divorce was final. My Dad likes this husband.
I guess I should go back to my sisters. Karen (2years younger) married this very spoiled guy. I didn't like him. My Dad did. After about 5 years, he decided he didn't want to be married to her anymore. So his name was mud after that. Still this sister could do no wrong.
My baby sister has 2 kids, never married, and still lives with my parents.
Now I ask you--- Who did things right for the most part?----
I will go to another chapter later.
Thanks for listening.

ResidentInsomniac · Site Admin

Char, my heart aches along with you. There are a few of here who have gone through very similar experiences. Some people may disagree with what I am about to say, but, I don't care anymore what family has to say about me. They can go and fly a kite. What is important to me is what I think. I know that I can look in the mirror every night and know that I have done my best and that is all anyone can expect from me. I also know that when my day does arrive, God will say: "Well done, My Child" and to me, His praise and acceptance is what really matters.

char59 · Global Moderator

Thanks Lynne, It's nice to know someone understands. I do also feel the same way you do.