I have the most unusual family situation that I've come across in a while, and the reason I'm writing about this is not because I'm looking for pity, or to get people to feel sorry for me. It's because lately I've been spending time with people who have relatively normal families, and well to be honest, they don't really seem to notice how lucky they are.
My mother was a teen mom, having my older brother at 16, followed by me at 19, and then my younger brother at 21. She married while she was pregnant with me, and divorced not long after my younger brother was born. Match made in heaven, eh? My brothers and I were sent to live with my grandparents while my mom regained her life, and eventually started a new one with her new husband and three children. Things eventually got messy, and in an inadvertent way, she got us back. To be brutally honest, that was the worst decision ever made in my life. And I didn't get to make it. It was a vote, two against one, because the other two wanted a taste of how the other half lived, not knowing it would be disastrous. I still resent the decision they made, because it effected me more so than them. Five years, an extremely messy school-life, reams of arguments, a miscarriage (hers, not mine) and another baby (again hers not mine) later I got out.
I was extremely messed up, and partially still am. But that's not the point I'm trying to make here.
I now never take anything for granted. Not the roof over my head, the food on my plate, the education I'm getting, the friends and relationships that I have. And I find it hard to watch other people, who have it quite easy, complain about their lives. I'm not one to throw up the fact that my life was pretty shit into someone else's face, and I know, I'm not the only one who's had a crap upbringing. There are heaps of people who have. I just wish, that the people who have had it good, take a moment and look at their lives, and be thankful for what they have, and the effort it has take the people who love them to make their lives as good as they are now.
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