Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire __One Percent - 1%__ Warrior-woman; a Valkyrie. I'll always be yours. Always...and never.



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Feeling like a fool. I've tried so hard to separate myself from the emotions that I have for my family. But it's not working. I can't expect a different result just because they state they've changed. It is complacency that they want. Lull me into a sense of love and value that was never given when I was a child. I see how my kids are treated by them and wish it were me. I forget that it's all about appearances; it always was and will forever remain. {But even that is tainted; they indulge my children, permitting every desire, reproving nothing. As a result, my son is "suffering." My mother keeps questioning if I've had him tested for autism. This is the unspoken reason for showing him no restraint; PITY. Undeserved pity at that! What kind of fucked-up person would rather believe her grandson is autistic than set boundaries for him? Similar beliefs she held for my brother and where is he? Why do I keep this sense of obligation to my mother and father? If they aren't healthy for my kids, even if they treat my kids better than they ever treated my brother, sister and I, why do I allow them unsupervised visits?} There is no sincerity. I have to:

Wise Up - Aimee Mann; Magnolia soundtrack
It's not; What you thought
When you first began it
You got; What you want
Now you can hardly stand it, though
By now you know
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
`Til you wise up

You're sure; There's a cure
And you have finally found it
You think; One drink
Will shrink you `til you're underground
And living down
But it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
`Til you wise up

Prepare a list of what you need
Before you sign away the deed
`Cause it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
No it's not going to stop
`Til you wise up
No it's not going to stop
`Til you wise up
No it's not going to stop
So just give up



holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 21:21