Jesus...this is not the way to start this shit off! New Year's Eve 2013 was nothing to engrave on the cave walls!
Snow storm. Blair being the stab in the back of the century (and disowning me...what a laugh!). Car stuck in a ditchy denty crevice on a lonely road at 12:15 in the morning.
I started 2014 off completely and utterly alone and it made me really sad.
The night didn't start off that way, though. We had a delish dinner at Beana's house with prime rib, lobster tail, asparagus, potatoes. Yum! The company was fine, too, as Jon and Emily were there and of course, Shanell. Blair had one of her over-dramatic baby hissy fits which she orchestrated in an effort to put a damper on the festivities (whoa is Blair...always the victim...and always someone there to make excuse after excuse after excuse for her).
One thing that makes me ill is when people exclaim, "oh my gosh, I am so envious of your family. You guys are so tight knit." Nothing could be further from the truth. I used to lie to myself and agree with people. But no more. I am ready to admit that we are one of the most dysfunctional families I have ever seen.
Between Blair and my mother, my soul is crushed. I feel a sense of betrayal that puts knots in my stomach with the mere thought of the things that have happened.
Damn. I need sleep. Goodbye 2013. You sucked. Really bad. I guess that means that we can only go up from there, right?
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I'm sorry :( but yes, only up from here. This year is going to be so good. I've never been more sure
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