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[hathycol]

I swear to you, I'm going to kill my family one of these days. I am actually involved in some sort of class warfare with my sister and I have no idea how because WHAT. She is insistent that I am a snob, and that my mother has been tearfully confiding in her about how awful I am because I think I'm better than them.

(I don't. Well, maybe my sister.)

Anyway. If this is what is really going on, then I'm out of here. I know every sodding detail of my parent's life. No one is aware of what courses I'm taking, my marks, my social activities, or indeed care about anything that isn't what I wear or how much I choose to drink. BOLLOCKS TO THEM. I am so sodding fed up of this, the constant assumption that because actually, I don't care to talk constantly about fit men on the telly and gossip about friends and read The Mirror and watch soap operas (which, incidentally, I do - I just also quite like watching the news) that I am some kind of massive class traitor and should be ASHAMED because I am BELITTLING MY FAMILY.

I have to work for the next few days, but after that I'm making a run for it. Work is not an especially great reason to stay, but it pays and I got an enthusiastic hug off matron and a few other staff members. On the downside, I did five baths today but HEY HO. Simon is also here, which is the other big draw. Other than that, I can't find reasons to care any more; I've moved out and voluntarily made my home elsewhere, so I'm not sure why I'm meant to embrace the place where I happened to be born as the sacred motherland. Yes, I know I'm being ungrateful and I should be overjoyed so be allowed to stay here, but if I try and leave I'm given the emotional guilt trip and then I'm stuck here again.

Fuck it. They have a shiny new TV box that for reasons I don't completely understand mean that all of Life of Mars is there. I would be mainlining more episodes now, but Megan has taken over the TV. I wouldn't mind this so much, but as Dad's not home, she's smoking in there, has drawn all the blinds and is refusing to get dressed. Rather stranded here now.

PLS TO BE SENDING MIND-ALTERING DRUGS.

Comments

[tashmania.livejournal.com]

I have no mind-altering drugs, but I am sending buckets of sympathy and tea. Families can be fecking awful at times especially when one member is doing something that, woe betide, doesn't fit in with what every other member of the family is doing. It sucks.

Incidentally I can sympathise to a degree - everyone in my lot reads the Sun (or the Daily Mail when casual hatred is in order) and I'm constantly told I'm posh. Uh, nooo... I just happen to occasionally acknowledge the letter 'T' in my words.

*more tea and hugs*

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Oh, sweetheart. I really wish I was home, because you know I would just say COME STAY WITH ME, but aaaargh, fucking real life. Miss you, am thinking good thoughts in your direction and distinctly not-good ones in your sister's.

[sunlightdances.livejournal.com]

Jeez. *huggles* Would 40mg Citalopram do you?

[original-hell.livejournal.com]

*posts a bag of sugar*
it sounds like they're a wee bit ashamed to begin with, no? no-one can belittle you without your permission... and you're not even trying.
it's not your home anymore. harsh but true. i realised this about my mum's house long ago, but it really sunk in when i went there with the current bf. as much as i find it relaxing to be in my old hometown, it's just not where we belong. so don't feel bad about wandering off on your own. we're adults now; fuck, by my age my mum was married. if they can't get used to you living your own damn life it's their problem, and as much as you might want to be on good terms, maybe it's worth spending a while just *not listening* to the crap about you that you know isn't true.

oh, and you're not posh. you associate with me!
love you xxx

[tau_sigma]

*huuuuuugs* If you want to phone me to rant and bitch, do so. Anytime. Family, argh. Mine can be annoying enough, and we tend to get on pretty well most of the time.

Also, if we're dealing in Citalopram on your journal, I can offer 60mg... *sidles away* *g* But what you really need, I think, is my intolerence to caffeine that has lead to me bouncing around like a crazy person this afternoon.

[kittyc1978.livejournal.com]

huggs I have some clomid if you really want it...