Forums
New posts
Search forums
What's new
New posts
New profile posts
Latest activity
Internet Search
Members
Current visitors
New profile posts
Search profile posts
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
New posts
Search forums
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Forums
General Discussions
The Watercooler
i miss her
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="Marcie Mac" data-source="post: 422410" data-attributes="member: 47"><p>Jena - I was 17 when I left home - got the "Here are the rules" speech (comming from an Italian family, you can imagine what kind of rules those were), and said..mmmmm....no thanks, and left - not a mere 20 blocks, but 3,000 miles.</p><p> </p><p>Looking back, I was not ready to be on my own - I was absolutely clueless, but there I was, undiagnosed with more than I like to think about now- with only the clothes on my back as I forgot my suitcase in a park somewhere in the midwest. It was Mr. Toads WildRide for a while, but can tell you it was the best thing I ever did for myself, and my mother, who wasn't complete unless she controlled every breath I took. She got to have some sembalance of a life for herself. LOL. I survived on the kindness of strangers, and lived next door to an older woman who took me under her wing. It took a little while, but I grew as a person - and eventually took care of my own mental health issues, went and took some classes in college, worked at times three jobs to survive (with a baby). Wasn't a natural progression of A to B to C - more like A then to the end of the alphabet then to the middle</p><p> </p><p>Did I get into trouble - you bet - and learned to get myself out of it and not do whatever it was I did again. There were months (and years) I had no contact with my mother because she was insistant that I was just not able to care for myself, always with the come home, we will take care of you, you can't do this, you can't do that, you need help. At the first probably she was right, but after a while, I found my stride and blossomed - I had to - there was no safety net for me. Unfortunately, when I did go home later in life, I didn't realize by leaving I would forever be that 17 year old as far as she was concerned (and still am to this day and I will be 62 this year and she still brings up every chance she gets about me leaving <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p> </p><p>Your girl is only 20 blocks away - she wants to start spreading her wings, no matter what kind of a mess she is. She will learn soon enough on her own that not having that high school diploma is going to hurt her job chances, and living on the kindness of strangers, well, kindness will not last if you don't pull your share. And partying all the time gets boring. She may run back home after a while, or not . She seems to have a stubborn streak (wonder where she gets that from) - the more you harp on her that she isn't able to do this that or the other, the more she is going to do it.</p><p> </p><p>Try and take some comfort that she has a roof over her head, food to eat and is not out on the street. </p><p> </p><p>And I am soooo thankful I grew up in an era that didn't include Facebook </p><p> </p><p>Marcie</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marcie Mac, post: 422410, member: 47"] Jena - I was 17 when I left home - got the "Here are the rules" speech (comming from an Italian family, you can imagine what kind of rules those were), and said..mmmmm....no thanks, and left - not a mere 20 blocks, but 3,000 miles. Looking back, I was not ready to be on my own - I was absolutely clueless, but there I was, undiagnosed with more than I like to think about now- with only the clothes on my back as I forgot my suitcase in a park somewhere in the midwest. It was Mr. Toads WildRide for a while, but can tell you it was the best thing I ever did for myself, and my mother, who wasn't complete unless she controlled every breath I took. She got to have some sembalance of a life for herself. LOL. I survived on the kindness of strangers, and lived next door to an older woman who took me under her wing. It took a little while, but I grew as a person - and eventually took care of my own mental health issues, went and took some classes in college, worked at times three jobs to survive (with a baby). Wasn't a natural progression of A to B to C - more like A then to the end of the alphabet then to the middle Did I get into trouble - you bet - and learned to get myself out of it and not do whatever it was I did again. There were months (and years) I had no contact with my mother because she was insistant that I was just not able to care for myself, always with the come home, we will take care of you, you can't do this, you can't do that, you need help. At the first probably she was right, but after a while, I found my stride and blossomed - I had to - there was no safety net for me. Unfortunately, when I did go home later in life, I didn't realize by leaving I would forever be that 17 year old as far as she was concerned (and still am to this day and I will be 62 this year and she still brings up every chance she gets about me leaving :) Your girl is only 20 blocks away - she wants to start spreading her wings, no matter what kind of a mess she is. She will learn soon enough on her own that not having that high school diploma is going to hurt her job chances, and living on the kindness of strangers, well, kindness will not last if you don't pull your share. And partying all the time gets boring. She may run back home after a while, or not . She seems to have a stubborn streak (wonder where she gets that from) - the more you harp on her that she isn't able to do this that or the other, the more she is going to do it. Try and take some comfort that she has a roof over her head, food to eat and is not out on the street. And I am soooo thankful I grew up in an era that didn't include Facebook Marcie [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Forums
General Discussions
The Watercooler
i miss her
Top