It's like I'm at war on every front. Fighting to get our dog back because of Wanda's bullshit, having the prosecutor do dirty and my attorney not fighting like I thought she would and being over a barrel due to my past and that shit, Sarah stealing little things and having to hide pills because of her, then she acts all hurt and defensive when you call her on it. No work out there, little money, just so much shit.
Judy acts usually from depression, and Sarah acts from desperation, and Steph is insecure and seeking escapes, but it is how they deal with things that really pisses me off, and I can speak from the higher ground in these areas and really don't judge them, but don't know how to fix my wife, or them, and get them right or help them get to where they want to be, both in their heads or reality. I can't fix Alex's anger problem, and Judy undermines me and my authority like all the time.
Judy needs to get off the mother-fucking pity-pot and push on and DO things, and Sarah needs to stand up for herself, stop hunting pills, make Chris get a job and treat her like a priority instead of dirt, and admit what her truths are, and stop lifting things making the excuse to herself of need and that others can spare what she needs to get by. Steph needs to buck up, leave the pills alone, realize her father needs to be responsible for his own anger, and build her future. Alex needs to learn how to apply himself to work and let go of anger, and I need to learn how to cope better and find solutions and not let all that effect me. Poor Darryl needs to leave his damn wife alone and control his temper. Amanda needs to leave her sperm donor by the wayside and apply herself to college. She'll let him back then see her mistake down the line, because he plays her. Diane manages her mess with a smile on her face, but her husband is shit as well, but she is used to dealing with it. It seems that so many people I know have serious problems, and I don't remember problems like these in the lives of myself or my firends back in Virginia or Jersey.
Money would solve a lot. A farmhouse and a king size bed even more if I could get Judy to share my views on sex, marriage, friendship and life, but good luck with that one. If those two get truly honest and start working hard for an amazing life instead of drifting by in survival mode I'd be a happy camper. Things have, Judy has, brought me to that mode to a degree myself. She doesn't see how her sloth and giving in to depression and pain has made so much get worse and us lose so much, or how it gets, for me, like building a sandcastle below the wave line. It gets frustrating. But I don't think she sees or believes it, and we are very different. I had my views before I met her and made those views clear.
Everyone needs a shot of real honesty and motivation.
Sarah is all over here when she is in need, but no where to be found when we need her. That sucks. That also tells me we have to watch out for her. She does stupid things, and one day we will get burned for it.
I had a neighbor do something nice for me without asking the other day. My mower is broke and he cut my front lawn. That's something out of my book. But there's just too little of that, or any real reward for me to lay claim to happiness.