It's been two months!!! Two extremely good months charged with extremely great people and events! Some really nice spring weather and some really cold days of rain. A bit of sadness and tears, much more of happiness and laughter.
My daily routine got much busier even if I'm still unemployed. I enjoy one day at a time and am proud of myself for moving on stronger and better. Still, there's much more work I have to do on myself and I can't just stop with this work half the way through. I'm not quitting with this. So I'm doing some readings and writing and talking at my amazing Al-Anon group and even more amazing therapist.
I believe I've turned a new page in my life. I'm looking forward to each day and each test life is putting me through. I got through anger, hate and blame towards my parents. I now love them for being who they are. They still piss me off every now and then but they only hurt me a little and very seldomly, only when I let them, as to realize which lessons I have yet to learn.
My dad is still drinking. Still thinking he is doing fine with it and that he doesn't need help. My mom is still the victim, always feeling sorry for herself and looking for such type of attention. It's their life, their right.
I'm living my own, fighting my own fears, never bored or tired of it :) I'll try to fit blogging back on to my regular schedule ;)
My daily routine got much busier even if I'm still unemployed. I enjoy one day at a time and am proud of myself for moving on stronger and better. Still, there's much more work I have to do on myself and I can't just stop with this work half the way through. I'm not quitting with this. So I'm doing some readings and writing and talking at my amazing Al-Anon group and even more amazing therapist.
I believe I've turned a new page in my life. I'm looking forward to each day and each test life is putting me through. I got through anger, hate and blame towards my parents. I now love them for being who they are. They still piss me off every now and then but they only hurt me a little and very seldomly, only when I let them, as to realize which lessons I have yet to learn.
My dad is still drinking. Still thinking he is doing fine with it and that he doesn't need help. My mom is still the victim, always feeling sorry for herself and looking for such type of attention. It's their life, their right.
I'm living my own, fighting my own fears, never bored or tired of it :) I'll try to fit blogging back on to my regular schedule ;)
