Firstly, to those who DO read my blog i apologise for having been too much of a busy bee read: lazy bum to update. I've wanted too, but either been too lazy or too busy to indulge. Shows that everthing needs the right amount motivation..
Anyhoo.. What's with the title.. Well.. *drama alert* my earth shook and my foundations were uprooted awhile ago.. and its been messing with my mental equilibrium ever since.. A few weeks ago i was at a family friends house for dinner as my uncleslashcousin was down from England so it was just a few people over for dinner. So after dinner we were all sitting around with our respective cigars and cigarettes and enjoying a glass of wine (oh so posh we are) and they started talking about the good old days..
And then I found out that it was my uncleslashcousin that is the reason my parents got together (i was going to say hooked up but it gives me dodgy mental images that is bound to cause millions of dollars in therapy sessions). That type of conversation was all fine and dandy and I was enjoying the cute stories that everyone was telling about their then partners and my parents evolving into a relationshiop.. THEN!!!! *drumroll please* i find out thatn when my dad and mom started going out... MY DAD HAD A GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!! *gasp shout scream cry collapse faint die* My dad overlapped his girlfriend and my mom by EIGHT FREAKING MONTHS!!
Now, you're probably wondering what my problem is. (Question is what is it not, but that's a topic for another day) The problem is I never saw my dad as that kind of person. So i'm sitting there in stunned silence and feeling like i've just been told i'm adopted when the sledgehammer hits again.. *drumroll cymbal crash tambourines ring please* my aunt asked my dad who was the guy with all the girls back in those days and my uncleslashcousin said that it was my father!!! At this point my tongue could no longer stay silent and I literally nearly screamed... WHAT?!?! The reason for al this melodrama is simple..
I've lived my entire 24 years and a few weeks of existence thinking that when it comes to who I am, my father gave me my height and my temper and my mama gave me the confidence and looks.. Now I find it that it's the fucking opposite. At the age I am now, I am the very epitome of what my father used to be?! A copycat, an imitator, a photofreakingcopy of each other. Hows that for two people who more often than not are at loggerheads with each other?
*sigh* i don't know what to do
*shakes head*