Sunday, August 28, 2011

As my best friend put it "Perfectly Fucked" . . . .

Now I know it's been about a week or so since I blogged last but that's because one I tried to purchase my own domain and that didn't work (big shock there) and just the sheer fact that I'm completely exhausted. There were many things going on this week I finished my video for the Micro-IVF contest which was slightly difficult being the nature of what it was about but with super big help from Jason and Vicky it came out great. There was an earthquake which was so crazy in itself, never thought I'd ever feel that, I actually thought I was having the mother of all anxiety attacks. NOPE just an earthquake. There was also a Hurricane so preparations needed to be made for the arrival of Hurricane Irene. Now with all that being said the video, the earthquake, the hurricane, none of that compared to the catastrophic bomb dropped on my lap Friday night.

So I waited for nick to get home from work, we grabbed dinner and headed over to Marina's because she asked us to come over so I 1- could show nick the completed video and 2- so she could load it on to You-Tube for me. We watched the video, nick loved it, I was in good spirits from how well the completed video came out and feeling positive about the possible chances of us winning when Murphy must've gotten wind of that and said to her self "I have to put a stop to this right now"! My phone rings it's Liz asking where I am I said a friends house she asked if I was going to be home soon I said no and the conversation ended with a see ya next time ya drop over. That apparently wasn't good enough. The phone rings again it's Liz asking if she can come over really quick I said I guess what for she says she wants to talk to me. I get a pit in my stomach and think to myself there's no way shed come here and do that. I go outside she shows up sits down next to me and proceeds to utter the words I've dreaded hearing her say. Well knowing me if you havent already guessed she said I'm PREGNANT ! The words came out so slow and so nauseating all I could think of to say was HERE you decided to tell me while I'm at my friends house. After a few seconds she says you can't even be a little happy for me. With that I got up grabbed my shit in Vickys moms house and got in my car raced to my parents and unleashed a Holy Fury of curse words disdain for God and over all disappointment in life, God, my parents for allowing me to find out that way and just wanting to beat my self up. I cried and cried and I still cry that everything in my life I've tried to do the right thing always to he best of my ability with a few glitches from time to time. This girl has an abortion at 16, does a ridiculous amount of drugs, ends up being the reason my ex husband tried shooting heroin, gets addicted her self, sleeps with my ex-husband after I leave, tortures me at works talking about hanging out with him, my parents force me to allow her to come home after rehab, jumps from guys to guy for years and years and finally meets a normal guy and gets her fairy tale ending while I jump thru hoops for a free Micro-IVF. Tell me the justice or fairness in that please ! This is long enough I don't even want to think about it anymore. <3 perfectly fucked <3




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