I had a dream about my cat, Smoke, turning into a panther and attacking me while I tried to fend it off with my arm...my sister is trying to correlate that dream with the time that I started dating Jennifer...I swear to everything I know, I have to leave this house. My mother and sister are convinced Jennfer is an anchor around my neck. And instead of just admitting they're bad feelings towards it, they are using symbols, dreams, and yes, even God, to get me to go back to the lonely teenager, but always-around-son/brother, I used to be. What don't they get? What do I have to do to make them realize I'm not deluded. That I really like, hell I love Jennifer. That I'm going to be with her for a long time. That they need to suck up all this "Jennifer's stealing him from us," drama. Because I am getting sick of it.
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