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I'm a pretty strong, independent person.
Growing up, I was never the one that was having to be rescued by my dad because the car I was driving, that had been purchased at an auction, caused me to be pulled over because it had been reported stolen. I wasn't the one that the cops almost arrested because of that mistake by the auction people {they never changed the status of the car with the police}.
I wasn't the one that got smacked in the mouth with a baseball and got her lip stuck in her braces.
I wasn't the one that had a broken down car on the side of the freeway. {Ok, I take that back. That happened to me one time but it was my husband that had to come rescue me, not my dad.}
I wasn't the one that has ended up in the hospital around Christmas for the past three years for one reason or another.
Not to say that these aren't "good" or valid reasons to be rescued or taken care of, but those aren't me {they're my sister}. My point is that I'm independent and don't ask for help.
The one time in high school, when I was driving an '85 Chrysler Fifth Avenue {my land yacht, as I called it} that seemed to always have something wrong with it and I NEEDED my dad to come and be with me at the mechanics, he didn't. That crushed me. He either couldn't or wouldn't come. I think he was trying to teach me to be more independent. At the time I had wished that it had been at another time he was trying to teach me that lesson.
The fact that I titled my last post The Pits Of Despair is BUGGING ME. It makes me sound like a total Drama Queen.
Yes. Things are not good right now.
Yes. I don't think we've EVER been in the financial position that we're in right now.
Yes. Our cable / internet* were turned off and our power will be next if Kyle doesn't get paid very soon.
But I'm NOT a drama queen and I don't like to be seen as one. I think {hope} I'm the only one that is seeing myself as such. In any case, it's bothering me.
Just had to get that off my chest.
*I happen to have a HotSpot on my phone that allows me to get online, on my computer, from my phone. God bless the HotSpot or else I'd be going even more crazy than I am!
