Here we are again..
Well I’ve needed to speak about some stuff for awhile now and I have a little bit with certain people, but it’s not something I want all over my facebook page. So here it is. I’m becoming more and more aware of how like my mother I have become in certain ways. I know that everyone says that and then laughs, but my mom (while not the devil) is not someone anyone wants to be. I’m pretty sure even she doesn’t want to be her, although she puts on a good act. She has a highly addictive personality. Something I have likely inherited from her. In all the things she has become addicted to, I’ve avoided quite a few pitfalls. I never wanted to do cocaine or whatever the white stuff she was doing was. I’ve never understood gambling, meanwhile she used to have piles of old scratch its. I don’t know if it was to show herself or for a reason. Because she’s also a hoarder. And she ignores issues in life. Big issues. She also has a great sense of humor. We don’t agree on anything political, bu...