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Feb. 5th, 2003 02:36 amToday.
My sister took off with Dimwit today. My mom came home, saw them, and they ran. She gave chase, but Dimwit sped off. He's driving without a license in a stolen car now, as that car that my sister has been driving is registered in my mom's name. I am fairly certain, given the scenes my mother witnessed at the house and the stoplight, that she went willingly. She ran off with a boy who has hit her, who has borrowed hundreds of dollars from her, who has court proceedings going on in multiple counties, who is the stupidest motherfucker I've ever met. Why? Why, for the love of god?
I am so damned angry and worried and just sad. Damn damn damn.
And all I could really do after spending an hour with my mother was go to work, and learn about certifications and market share and census data and various flood maps.
I'm so sad. I'm having flashbacks to the first week at PcO, when I had to take off a day to stay with my mom after my sister was arrested in 1999.
Work was fine, I learned much but now that I'm away I'm just kinda sick to my stomach. Sitting here talking to Melynda helps a bit.
My sister took off with Dimwit today. My mom came home, saw them, and they ran. She gave chase, but Dimwit sped off. He's driving without a license in a stolen car now, as that car that my sister has been driving is registered in my mom's name. I am fairly certain, given the scenes my mother witnessed at the house and the stoplight, that she went willingly. She ran off with a boy who has hit her, who has borrowed hundreds of dollars from her, who has court proceedings going on in multiple counties, who is the stupidest motherfucker I've ever met. Why? Why, for the love of god?
I am so damned angry and worried and just sad. Damn damn damn.
And all I could really do after spending an hour with my mother was go to work, and learn about certifications and market share and census data and various flood maps.
I'm so sad. I'm having flashbacks to the first week at PcO, when I had to take off a day to stay with my mom after my sister was arrested in 1999.
Work was fine, I learned much but now that I'm away I'm just kinda sick to my stomach. Sitting here talking to Melynda helps a bit.