An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.

[xp_olaris]

I called my mother today. It was her birthday and it's tradition, even when I was at summer camp I would always call her. My dad answered. He hung up when he heard it was me. Didn't even say good-bye.

I called back when I knew he wouldn't be there which is what I should have in the first place. I could have saved myself a lot of pain that way.

My mother is fine. She wants to come visit. I told her I didn't think it would be a good idea.

Happy Birthday, Mom.

Comments

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Coming over for a visit, roomie...

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

I'm okay, Ali. Don't be worried.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

No dice, roomie. Now hush, logging off and fetching the fudge...

[x-synch.livejournal.com]

Maybe if your mom and dad come to visit they'll see that everything's the same here. Or kind of the same. Close to the same. You know what I mean.

I'm sorry your dad was like that. He'll come around eventually.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Mom and Dad have been here. They came to check it out when I first enrolled. I just don't think now is a good time.

He's not my real dad.

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

I'm really sorry your dad was that awful. Your mom sounds pretty nice, though.

There anything I can do?

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Nah. It's just a reality. Dad's not being awful so much as he's being himself. I'm not surprised really.

[x-crowdofone.livejournal.com]

Okay.

If you think of anything, let me know.

[x-polarisstar.livejournal.com]

Thanks.