So I left off talking about where I come from. Not to speak bad about my parents because I wouldn't do that but, I will tell you the truth about them. My parents are both alcoholics, my mother is way worse than my dad by far. So I really wasn't supervised like I should have been when I was younger. My parents are divorced, have been since I was a baby. So I lived with my dad til I was about 10, them I went to live with mom. We moved to this small town when I was 16. I never went to high school here because my mom diver made me go. So I never graduated school and imagine how I met my friends. I met them at parties, people drinking all these kids had grown up with each other. Mom didn't really care what I did, she let me go where I wanted and do what I wanted with who I wanted.
I spent alot of my life making big mistakes. Mistakes that are still following me around as an adult. Things people remember about me that even sometimes I don't remember. So my past is not the best people have spend alot of time talking about me. This is one of the reason my boyfriend and I fight so much. He thinks people judge him in negative way for being with me. They can't except the fact that I'm older and more resonsible. I sometimes wonder though after this many years can he not just take me as I am.
If you guys actually knew me you would never believe some of the things that I let slide from him. I am a strong outspoken woman, for the most part. He is the only person on the planet I don't stand up to. No, he is not physical at all and I'm not afraid of him. He would never ever put his hands on any woman. He does get really hurt sometimes and says things, I know he's just rying to hurt my feelings.
New subject for awhile (Told you I would jump around alot). Somebody tell me what you think of jealousy?
I am dating a guy who is so insecure and jealous and I think it hurts his feelings sometime because I am not jealous. If something legitimately shady happens of course I will call you on it. But, something stupid like looking at girls and talking to girls doesn't bother me at all. Is this normal or not? I really want some feedback here.
I think I'm done spilling my guts for now, I am gonna watch a little Tom and Jerry with my son and try to get him to take a nap. Good luck to me right. Talk at you later. I apologize if the structure of my blog gets on your nerves be patient with me didn't make it real far in English class.
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