It must be melodrama week. Dad insisted on having last night's conversation AGAIN, and in the end all we could do was agree to disagree and make bad jokes about the situation. There is a light at the end of the tunnel though, as he agreed to reconsiderate my "curfew" when my grades come out in January. That or I have to wait till I graduate to run a mile to my own appartment. I could always work and study at the same time, but really, who needs the grief? Certainly not a lady of leisure such as myself ( can you hear the sarcasm dripping?).
My therapy also involved being taken down to my Dad's AA group which, to be honest, I actually enjoy going to. The psychologist in me just goes into overdrive. Funny how most alcoholics resent their Dads huh? In any case reading back on my post, chatting to my dad, and the AA meeting got me thinking all is not right. Not so much because I got angry, but because of all the memories and feelings these arguments bring out in me, so I think I'll be heading over to Al-Anon next week. It's a group for friends and family of alcoholics orientated towards helping them overcome their negative feelings. I'm not big on group therapy, but what the hell, it's cheaper than going to a hypnotherapist.
On a more light hearted note, I finally gave in and listened to My Chemical Romance's"Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge" CD, and am pleasantly surprised. I like most of the tracks, "To The End" and "Ghost of You" are my favourites
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