Things are starting to look up in some places. In others they're still pretty...bleak I guess. Danny and I are looking forward to being together openly in two months, and things are really looking up on that front. I still miss him like crazy and I know he misses me too but we'll be together soon.  He wants to get married before the end of the year sometime and I think that's a brilliant idea. Being his wife would be the best thing on earth.
The one dark spot in my life right now is my "mom." I've never had a perfect relationship with her but in the past couple of years it's gone from "rocky" to "nonexistent" and I can't say I really mind. She's married to a new guy, she's known him for about four years now and he's a freaking creep. He pretends to be this "Man of God" as he puts it when really his favorite things to do is get drunk and call his step-daughters names, and attempt to force himself on said step-daughters. My "mother" (And I use the term mother loosely) believes his every word. I've told her what he tried to do and she didn't believe me. (Her exact words, spoken before I even said a word to her about him, were, "If you're going to say that John molested you stop right there. I don't want to hear it. John's a good man that would never hurt you like that. He loves you.") I didn't bother to tell her that yes, he loves me all right, but not the way she's thinking because it wouldn't do any good. He's got her wrapped around his middle finger and that pisses me off more than anything else. Before him she would have believed me in a heart beat but now...now it's like I've turned into a liar that's out to ruin her life. Recently, she's started trying to get back into my life. She does it in all the wrong ways, though. She'll call and want to talk to me about "this thing with John" as she calls it. She seems to think that she can talk me into taking it back and that isn't going to happen. I've taken to ignoring her phone calls and leaving the house on the rare occasion that she's in town.
Through all of this Danny has been there. He's believed me when my "mother" chose not to. He held me when I cried. And he loves me no matter what. I'm so incredibly lucky to have him. <3
Rayne <3 |
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