The show went back in her life to her childhood. She was very, very close to her dad, apparently, and then he moved out when she was seventeen. So she says she was abandoned and that this is what ruined her life….Boo hoo.
Not the fact that her mom decided to abdicate her parental responsibilities and become a bar fly, taking her seventeen year old daughter with her! No.
And not the fact that neither of her parents cared enough about the well-being of their children to work together to do what was best for the kids. No…They both walked away from their children but the blame is all on the dad for leaving.
You know, it doesn’t have to fucking be that way. Sadly it often is, but it doesn’t have to be. My ex-husband and I split up when our son was fourteen. He was upset a bit, that is true. But he never flipped out, never got into drugs or alcohol and he is twenty-two now. He doesn’t run around, steal, lie, get drunk or high. His father and I get along well and try to work together in our son’s best interests. The new stepmom and I get along really well, our families get along. We do what is best for Alex, always. Even though his parents are not together, he is not alone and he knows it. He knows we love him and that he can count on us. That’s what matters – even more than being together – his sense of security. He’s allowed to love everyone, there’s no animosity…
I didn’t mean to get off on a rant, but I really hate the whole “if the parents split up you ruin the child’s life” bullshit. I truly believe it is all in how it is handled.
Anyway, later in the show she said her biggest fear is losing her family (she has two sons) – so she takes more pills to get rid of that fear. What? Then stop taking the fucking pills – or at least reduce the number of pills. She hugged her younger son (he’s 11) who was crying with fear of her overdosing again, and said she would never do anything to hurt him. Again, WHAT?
I don’t get it.
It’s like my first husband, Jeff when he would say he loved me more than anything. Bullshit. He loved getting high more than anything – like this lady.
Or Michael when he would say he loved me more than life itself…Um, apprently not since he chose himself, his addiction to martyrdom, over me. Or over anyone.
And I guess even me. How stupid have I been? I’ve bemoaned the lack of real love in my life, but would never accept it because of MY addiction to a faded memory.
Guess we’re all fucked up in one way or another, aren’t we??
Quit blaming divorce, dammit. Blame the way stupid, selfish parents handle it. OOOH! That just pissed me off a lot.