Hell Month

April--Hell month--is finally over. It spilled over into today: i had the apex of Hell month on Monday, the 30th, wben i saw my lawyer in the morning, after doing bloodwork first thing, then a yearly appointment with my PCP to catch up on this Hell Year-and-a-half of continuous hospitalization+boarding home. It was the 1s … Continue reading Hell Month →

Pride

Reading C.S. Lewis, "Mere Christianity." It is an absolutely fabulous book. In it i find ALL my father's faith and life issues laid out (he has agreed to read it when im done) and my faith life is laid out on the table like a dissected frog. I just read the chapter on Pride as … Continue reading Pride →

Its over with my Dad

Like i said in my last post, zero tolerance for acting out sexually and acting out in general. I brought it up with my mother, the enbarassing outbursts, its happened three times. He jeers at me insanely if i bring up an issue with him, i dont even get a sentence out before he starts … Continue reading Its over with my Dad →

Victory

Joined the Carholic Church today. Im still fighting with my father, this has been going on since Monday and my son alerted me this morning that hes "acting out" sexually, picturing getting a blowjob, to be specific. Its horrifying of course, but ut was verifued me when we were watchibg the news about rape and … Continue reading Victory →

Absent

Its Thursday, ive been awzy since Sunday. Since that time, an embarrassment if RICHES. 1) i got medicaid, so i can get dental work and the probkem if the civerage gao fir nedicatiob us solved. 2) my mother plunked down the 2200$$ for a bankrupcty lawyer--i can handle the rest; God bless her eternally for … Continue reading Absent →

Catholic Church

Went to 1100 mass yestetday. All bets are off. At church, i heard the truth for the first time. The Reverend talked about Jesus on the road to Emmaus and i believed him as i would believe my father if i could, which i cant, he is a lecher and a liar. It was plain … Continue reading Catholic Church →

Fire under my butt

My mother fell on the 3 step stone stairway up to the atrium last night. She was coming to the cottage, where i was, to turn off the oil burning stove for the springtime. I helped her of course. But it triggered nasty memories that left me in an unpleasant frame of mind. She was … Continue reading Fire under my butt →

Lost Purse

I put my purse on the top if the car at the Wellness clinic 35 minutes away, yesterday, and forgot it and drove away! I didnt discover rhe loss until i got home. It was terribke, i was scheduled to see ny son for the first time in about 5 months , a sensitive meeting. … Continue reading Lost Purse →

Conflict

My mother chased my father round the dining room table with a knife after they got married. She told me so. So its not hard to guess wht he never disciplined het. But come on. Bestiality is nit pretty. My father has written a book for friends and family. I caught sight of the picture … Continue reading Conflict →

Everything works to the good…

Well i self published a book recently. It was called "Every Cloud..." actually it was a year and a half ago. It didnt sell. But im glad i went to the trouble to publish it. The theme was that even the tiniest and apparently most inopportune things are in Gods hands and work together for … Continue reading Everything works to the good… →