Thursday, January 28, 2010

Trash Begets Trash....

I used to tell the ex, white trash begets white trash, to describe a couple we new that, despite all efforts to pretend otherwise, were white trash. All they needed was a trailer to live in. But when trash wins frivolous lawsuit after frivolous lawsuit, they have money. To buy pictures of NASCAR stuff with. One time, when my daughter was around 3 or 4 yrs old she got hurt in their yard. They wanted me to sue them so we could get a ton of money and could not understand why I said no to this.
Why am I reflecting back on these nasty people? Don't know. I have been doing allot of reflecting as of late. I guess after what I`ve been through, it seems a tad unfair this whole life thing in general. But what are ya gonna do? right?
Not much doing. I`m unemployed and have pretty much decided to take the plunge and buy a business. Looking at 2 in particular. It would mean using the family money, alot of it. The upside is that its there. The downside is that its there. I will be selling my soul in some ways. But I don't think I really have one of those anyway and if I did Jodi killed it while I was sleeping many years ago I`m certain. I actually recall feeling my life force ebb in her presence. I thought I was stronger and good is supposed to be stronger than evil. I have learned that is a myth. Evil overpowers and snuffs out good every time. BUT good can outsmart evil. Problem was, my personal evil was a hot blond that was fun in the sack. So she ultimately used those skills to outsmart me. I was such a young naive fool! So, so stupid.
I worried about my kids. Was evil genetic? I am happy to see that it is not passed along. That her mental illness and general evilness did not pass to the kids. They simply have too much of me in them. She knows this..and it drives her crazy! She actually will get mad at the kids when she sees them doing something like me, eating foods I like, emulating me. That's whats important, my kids are good. So good that my daughter at 16 is seeing her mom for what she is. My son, I believe does as well, but she babies him and he likes that. But the girl is onto her mom and while I do not say anything to lead her to her conclusion and try to be supportive of her mom, secretly I could not be more thrilled.
There I said it.
Hasta La Vista

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