A ghost with living lungs, you are. But your lungs, they cough and wheeze. How many more menthol ciggies will you inhale before I’m free from the sound of your suffocation? Supposing your choking won’t haunt me.
A ghost with a functioning liver. Why are you still standing, but Aunt Denise isn’t?
You fucking alcoholics…
Mom, I’ve tried to help you. You’re killing yourself slowly. You don’t want help.
I know you want you to be cremated. You don’t want to be buried in darkness, lonely in the dirt. So, I’ll take you for a drive, and drop parts of you off in Tawas. The rest of your bits will be kept by Tara and me–maybe in fancy necklaces we will wear religiously. We do love you, despite everything.
My mother dearest, you’ll be burned before you ever lose your mind, I’m sure–my sister and I will never have to worry about taking care of you, or putting you in an ‘old folks home.’ Your lungs will quit, or your liver. Or you’ll finally fatally crash–hopefully without taking out anyone else.
Every time I see you, you break my heart, because the woman I see is a walking, talking corpse.
Every meal we cook together is a funeral luncheon.
Wow! That is heavy. It’s so frustrating to watch our parents self-destruct. I understand the feeling ❤
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Sorry you are experiencing such difficult issues. I really do get it. Sending you strength ❤ (btw… I tried to make a sensible Seinfeld post but it just didn't work. It's funniest the way it was in it's original form)
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Ha! I played around with it, too, but it wasn’t as hilarious! 🙂 Thank you for your kindness. ❤
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I know. The off the cuff conversation can’t be beat. Thank you too ❤
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You are welcome. And thank you! 🙂
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I’m still laughing about our back and forth!
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Haha! Me too! Thank you because it was the first time in a while that I had a good, much needed laugh, it was great!
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You’re welcome! I love laughing, and making other laugh, too!
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I need more of it!
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Love-based anger is the deepest form there is.
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Beautifully, if painfully, spoken, by the way.
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Thank you, Mitch. Peace ❤
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I remember one of the first times I started to become aware my ‘childhood’ was coming to an end was when I noticed that the adults in my life were making mistakes, some monumental mistakes. Adulthood, at least partially, is the damning realisation that those we depend upon are not always able to live up to that role. I sometimes envy those who never ‘grow up’.
Best wishes to you.
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A funeral luncheon
What a line
You killed this one
I wish I could of met Aunt Denise
As Sheldon Always
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💜💛💜 Thank you so much, Sheldon.
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Oh wow. I feel you. 💖
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You helped me feel your pain.
You also helped me see your perspective.
I’m sad for your hurt, but glad for your health. Big hugs.
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Thank you ❤
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It’s heartbreaking to watch someone you love on self destruct. I know. I really know. I’ve learned that it’s OK to be fucking pissed off at them, even if it seems that they’re rarely fucking pissed off at themselves. ❤
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Thank you. I know you feel me. And I love you.
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