Sturm & Drang: Thunder & Lightning

[afufle]

That's the German phrase for t & l, or simply a lot of dramatic yelling, or explosive behavior/dialogue. I was trying to think of what Durmstrang reminded me of. Why did the school have a German name, but the students and faculty have Slavic or Russian names. Anyway, it's sturming & dranging here, we've got rain to cool things off a little. Thank goodness.

I thought I had an app't w/ Gini today, but the app't card she gave me says tomorrow. I hope so, I'll call to confirm, but then I don't have to break up my day.

What I don't want to deal with: packing up. I left it till the last minute, and there is probably too much to do. I dont' know whether I can get an extension or not. Is there going to be an end to unexpected bad news? *sigh* Who knows? I've been worrying about it, then trying not to, but not really being too successful. Like it's a part of my brain I just can't access. I just didn't want to be obsessed with a lot of stupid little shit, but kept thinking and worrying about it. Weird. I guess there is so much mental baggage attached to going back home that every time I think about stuff there, frustration just grabs me. Paralysis. Oh, well.

Comments

[orlys-wife.livejournal.com]

So you don't like your mom much? What problems do you have with her? Sorry if it seems like I'm prying, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

[afufle.livejournal.com]

Lol, don't worry, I like to complain! I used to deny I had a problem, then went overboard hating her. I've always had a hard time with her, never bonded with her the way my siblings have, and just don't care for her too much. When I was really little and needed help, she wasn't there for me, just avoided the problems, or told me I caused them, or said I was just complaining. She was also fairly religious (or acted like it), and she'd scold me for things that were really her fault or for things that she did even more than I did.

Things got really bad when she started binge drinking and this caused a LOT of problems for the family, and her friends, too I think.

Anyway, I think the root of the problem is that she doesn't respect herself very much.

So how's that for not getting along? I finally learned to just start letting go and not worry about arguing with her. Got on with my own life. Late! Or I'm in the process, at any rate.