family
my family suck.
I love them all to pieces but none of them have their priorities right.
I'm sat here, at my boyfriends house, where I currently live, thinking about why the rest of my family are in spain and I am not and why I dont even have a bedroom at my mums house.
I'm too young not to have parents that always poke their noses into my business and ruin my life... they dont even bother asking what's new with me or where i've been lately. Seriously, its got to the point where I could just get on a plane and go to bloody australia for a month and they wouldnt even ring me to ask where I was.
My dad is great, I love him so much. He's only 38 and he has long hair, he makes me laugh and he's the male form of me. I love spending time with my dad. He is one of the only people who can read me like a book and know exactly what I am thinking by taking one look at me. The only problem is, his wife (my stepmother) Nicola. She has total financial control over my dad. She is so jealous of me and my sister (I have one sister who is my full sister, Becky, and a half brother, Bradley) so she treats us completely differently to how she should treat us. Bradley is spoilt rotten and becky and me don't get a look in - which, in itself, im not actually too fussed about. It's the fact that in front of friends, she acts like she gives becky and me the world, and all three of us are treated the same. But that is so not the case! If her friends knew what she was like at home when nobody else is around, they would get a huge shock. Don't get me wrong, I love her and everything, she did a lot for us when we were younger. But now all she seems to feel towards me is resentment; probably because me and dad are so close. Isn't it convenient, that over the last three years (since I've been old enough to stay alone) every single holiday that has been booked has been at a time where I physically cannot go ("oh, im sorry leanna, it was the only time i could get off work" BOLLOCKS). This time they didn't even invite me.
My dad is lovely and all, but he likes a drink at the weekends. If me and becky need a lift on a saturday or sunday afternoon, there is no point in even asking him. He is always at the pub, 1pm without fail (unless nicola has talked him into taking her shopping). Some things are more important, like your daughter getting home safely.
My mum is just as bad. I love my mum too, she's a great laugh and she's wicked to go out and have a drink with, but for anything remotely parenty there is no point in even trying. She was with a guy for 10 years who totally ruined our lives and since then, she's not really been a mother to me. More like a big sister or a friend. I know she struggles for money and stuff aswell but I feel as though I cannot ask her for anything. I have a part time job and my singing and stuff is a great income for me, and I dont usually need anything of either of my parents so it's very rare that I would ask for money. If I ask dad, the answer is always "yes, but dont tell nicola." I just can't ask mum. there is absolutely no point.
Life isn't about money and I know that, but my family are just so disfunctional. I love them, but they have zero priorities.
Here I am, 18 years old, and I'm sat here feeling sorry for myself. But no matter how old you are there is always a feeling inside you that you need your parents. I need my parents, but whether they are there or not is a whole different story.
I love them all to pieces but none of them have their priorities right.
I'm sat here, at my boyfriends house, where I currently live, thinking about why the rest of my family are in spain and I am not and why I dont even have a bedroom at my mums house.
I'm too young not to have parents that always poke their noses into my business and ruin my life... they dont even bother asking what's new with me or where i've been lately. Seriously, its got to the point where I could just get on a plane and go to bloody australia for a month and they wouldnt even ring me to ask where I was.
My dad is great, I love him so much. He's only 38 and he has long hair, he makes me laugh and he's the male form of me. I love spending time with my dad. He is one of the only people who can read me like a book and know exactly what I am thinking by taking one look at me. The only problem is, his wife (my stepmother) Nicola. She has total financial control over my dad. She is so jealous of me and my sister (I have one sister who is my full sister, Becky, and a half brother, Bradley) so she treats us completely differently to how she should treat us. Bradley is spoilt rotten and becky and me don't get a look in - which, in itself, im not actually too fussed about. It's the fact that in front of friends, she acts like she gives becky and me the world, and all three of us are treated the same. But that is so not the case! If her friends knew what she was like at home when nobody else is around, they would get a huge shock. Don't get me wrong, I love her and everything, she did a lot for us when we were younger. But now all she seems to feel towards me is resentment; probably because me and dad are so close. Isn't it convenient, that over the last three years (since I've been old enough to stay alone) every single holiday that has been booked has been at a time where I physically cannot go ("oh, im sorry leanna, it was the only time i could get off work" BOLLOCKS). This time they didn't even invite me.
My dad is lovely and all, but he likes a drink at the weekends. If me and becky need a lift on a saturday or sunday afternoon, there is no point in even asking him. He is always at the pub, 1pm without fail (unless nicola has talked him into taking her shopping). Some things are more important, like your daughter getting home safely.
My mum is just as bad. I love my mum too, she's a great laugh and she's wicked to go out and have a drink with, but for anything remotely parenty there is no point in even trying. She was with a guy for 10 years who totally ruined our lives and since then, she's not really been a mother to me. More like a big sister or a friend. I know she struggles for money and stuff aswell but I feel as though I cannot ask her for anything. I have a part time job and my singing and stuff is a great income for me, and I dont usually need anything of either of my parents so it's very rare that I would ask for money. If I ask dad, the answer is always "yes, but dont tell nicola." I just can't ask mum. there is absolutely no point.
Life isn't about money and I know that, but my family are just so disfunctional. I love them, but they have zero priorities.
Here I am, 18 years old, and I'm sat here feeling sorry for myself. But no matter how old you are there is always a feeling inside you that you need your parents. I need my parents, but whether they are there or not is a whole different story.
