I go, We go...

[teddog]

...Yugoslavia!

Never EVER expected to see this clip. I've heard the song, but the music video was removed from repeats of Four on the Floor.

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[vonandmoggy.livejournal.com]

Oh, shit, sorry 'bout that. I've actually been a little lax on keeping up to date with various blogs. I didn't realize things were that bad. Then again, there are reasons that I haven't spoken with my father since '99, so for what it's worth, I feel your pain. That was the year that I realized while I love my dad I truly don't like him and I decided it was best for all concerned if we went our separate ways. Haven't heard boo since.

Hopefully when you move out healing will start and some bridges, in time, can be built. In the meantime, just be good to yourself.

Family can just be not fun at times.

Von

[commanderteddog.livejournal.com]

No worries. I haven't announced that it's the reason I stopped, but yeah, that's pretty much it. I've ranted about it here, but I didn't make it completely public because I know I don't want drama in my fun and I doubt other people would like it too.

I do love my mom and what she's done as a "mom", but I can't agree with her as a person. She has her own ideals and I have mine, but the problem is when she forces me to accept her ideals as my own. I just can't do that and it melts down into cat fight. We are too different - I'm my father's daughter in every sense of the word.

I think you're right in that moving out is going to allow some bridges to be built/rebuilt. Not to single myself out (and I don't know much about your family life, but you probably have a similar story) but there is a tremendous amount of pressure in this case because I am the eldest of six. My plan is to make a clean break, but then I get the knife twisted by my sister Jen in that it's my responsibility to look after my younger siblings and protect them to from whatever it is that my mother was doing and I doing this great disfavour to the planet by not giving a rat's ass about my mom does anymore. But, here's the thing - it's not my job to be the parent for my mother! I've tried to help with the situation, but after having credit cards stolen, my trust broken, the police called on me, ending up at a shrink (WITH being blamed for causing this mess!) and getting some nasty physical injuries from a fight, I HAD TO REMOVE MYSELF.

It's hard to save the world if nobody is there to protect you.

On a side note, most of these issues only happened to me, so I'm not too worried about the health and safety of my siblings. They seem to getting along fine, aside from Jen, who is now paranoid and obsessive, but I saw this when I moved up north. Removing myself may calm the house down, I dunno.

[vonandmoggy.livejournal.com]

First, sorry it's taken so long to get back to you. Things have been a little nuts!

We're different in that I'm an only child and you come from a very large family. Large enough that it kinda boggles my mind a bit to be honest. I find large families...odd. It's a very different dynamic than what I'm used to. Go figure.

I agree completely: it's not your job to be a parent to your mom...or your siblings. Period. You have every right to want to live your life the way you want. It gets tricky when you're living under somebody else's roof, though. That's part of the reason why I moved out when I was 19 or 20. And I think why you moving out is a very good thing, too.

Fuck saving the world. Start with saving yourself. I believe we all have to be remarkably selfish when it comes to "us." Not to the point that we're stomping on others, but we absolutely need to take care ourselves first and foremost. Do what's right for you. If, at the end of the day, you're family doesn't understand that, at least you made the most ethical decision (the right decision) for you. Especially under the circumstances. And there's some consolation there, I think.

Besides, from what I've seen you're a pretty damn good person. I don't like the idea of anything happening that would ruin that.

Von