yet again my dear matt wanted to make an attempt to break the ice with my father and his stupid new wife, whom i feel no responsibility to like or accept because she's young enough to be my father's daughter (she's 29 and my father's 60!!!) and she's trifling and two faced. i honestly feel that she's just with him for the money. i don't care what she or anyone else says. she needs to go and find someone her own age. anyway...
so the first time matt met my father was complete and utter hell. it was totally awkward and uncomfortable, and they made it that way...not us...instead of welcoming matt and thanking him for taking care of me when my mother KICKED ME OUT they sat there staring at us for a good 5 minutes and the stepmother's stupid @ss says, ''so how many months along are you?'' i was like,
''excuse me???''
''well you're pregnant aren't you? that's why you showed up all of a sudden.''
''no. i came down here to do the right thing and introduce you to my boyfriend.''
so it was basically all downhill from there. dad started tearing into us about getting married and how he wouldn't be rude to us, but he'd still never accept us unless we got married...i just wanted to scream, ''i'm friggin' 20 dad!!!! u want me to end up like my other 2 sisters??? divorced and miserable???'' but i didn't. even when we left, matt said, ''it was nice to finally meet you sir.'' and tried to shake dad's hand. dad just started at the t.v. and said ''likewise''. no hand shake or anything.
so yesterday, matt puts off plans with his own father and brother to cook dinner for my non-jdub family on father's day. so we were all sitting outside waiting on the grill to heat up and stepmother goes inside to fix herself another drink. matt comes away from the grill to sit down for a minute, and he happens to sit in her chair. so she comes back out and matt being the gentleman that he is offers her back her chair. does she thank him for being so courteous?...NO! she says, ''i just wanna know what the he!! that sh!t is on your arm.'' matt's right lower right arm is covered in a tattoo that he drew and designed that depicts his view of heaven and hell...he's atheist. it's an awesome tattoo...matt didn't tell what it really meant b/c that would have been bad...he just said that it was a design. she said that she didn't like it b/c it was evil looking...
i'm sorry this is so long...i'll wrap it up right here. basically it was just one long awkward moment. and the thing that pissed me off the most was the fact that we offered to come down there and cook for them...we didn't have to do it at all...but we did. and they had the nerve to be that rude to me and matt the entire time. the only person who was actually nice to matt was my sister. it just angers me so much that they can sit there and act all high and mighty like we're just a bunch of lowly sinners who don't deserve their kindness. my father is lucky enough that i even talk to him considering the fact that he left my mother for another woman and i didn't see or hear from him for over 2 years...and don't even get me started on stepmother. she got knocked up when she was 17 and has been going from man to man ever since. and she just happened to stumble upon my father who just happens to have his own business and a lot of dough. gag me.
there is no way that i came from a family like that...not me....no way....i got mixed up at birth. my real family is kind and loving and not judgmental.
luv, jojo