This is mostly copied and pasted from another forum where people I thought were level headed decided that they needed to be RIGHT about homeopathics, even while admitting that they can work. instead of really responding... So I'm bringing this someplace where people will know what I'm talking about and not try to pick a stupid fight.
I tried yet again last night to speak with my parents about the wisdom teeth they left rotting in my gums after I aged off of their insurance, the depression I've had since I was a young teen that stems from the pressure cooker environment where I can do no right that has always been my home life, and the aspergers that I'm certain I have and wanted insight into from my mother, who has a masters degree in special education. I was having a serious panic attack meltdown (like I've seen dozens of of people on here describe) of the sort that have been pushing my wife to my level of constant anxiety lately. They decided we needed to fight instead of talking. They both blatantly said that they believed I was wrong about both my depression and aspergers. They totally ignored my wisdom teeth that I can't afford to deal with. They both bluntly told me to exercise off my depression which appeared in at least regular rounds when I was a teenager doing martial arts three times a week and working out/practicing in my spare time. This is a serious, long term chemical imbalance that both the knee safe workouts I have been doing (they think I should take up jogging and rend asunder the minor ACL injury that I also got as a minor on their insurance) and the small army of homeopathics I have been taking are capable of handling. They always want me to wreck this knee. They also hound me constantly, despite my medical objections, to get reinvolved in the martial art that gave me the injury to begin with. I was crying and shaking and panting and hand flapping and spinning in their kitchen. They told me to walk it off. They blame me for not being in their lives more as I job hunt while they spend no time at home and only contact me when they need something. This morning they text my wife about last night. I have decided to remove them from my life.
My wife has contracted her family in St. Louis, MO. They, being a real family, didn't just tell us that I was a lazy, stupid, drama queen. Even her justifiably estranged father has had a serious change of person. They aren't ready to talk about their history yet, but he is ready to quietly start making things better by helping us move and seeing to it that, regardless of which parent or domicile we have to briefly stay with or in, we will have someplace to stay. He has even looked at jobs in the area applicable to the two of us and is ready and willing to provide all the small town cronyism he can muster. The job market in the area is significantly better than this hellhole that had few jobs before deepwater horizon. If, by the terrible will of the RNG gods, we cannot become gainfully employed in the St. Louis area, her father can teach me to drive a truck to get a CDL. We re willing to go on the road, would rather enjoy the opportunity to see more of the country, and MO is trucking central.
tl;dr: worst falling out of my life last night with my parents, worse things in store, moving to St. Louis Missouri by july, in the DECLINING YEARS OF THE LONG WAR! THERE WILL BE FEASTING AND DANCING IN JERUSALEM NEXT YEAR! I AM GONNA MAKE IT THROUGH THIS YEAR, IF IT KILLS ME!
I'm not really looking for advice or anything, just some assurance from people who have been through similar things that, at least for the time being, this is the right thing to do. I haven't really started moving or processing again since yesterday night. I'm all pressure cooker on the inside, unmaleable facade on the out...
01 May 2012, 8:48 pm
