Oh mylanta...I hate that facking word...cray-cray? Really? Someone slap me for using it...twice...

Whoany, I have been just lurking recently. Ya know wallowing in my own disgusting misery and loling at 2nd generation Jessica Simpson stories and hot firemen vs woman who just woke up tales. However, I also read the 'newbie' posts and something has me REALLY FACKING WORRIED.

At 7:00 this morning, a body was found by my home. It was a child (no age given yet, we are assuming teen) who had hung themselves from a tree. The body was found in a wooded area known to the local kids as a hang out. Another child (a boy in his teens) found the body. This isn’t the first suicide in my little community. Five years ago, a man down the road held his family hostage, only later to shoot himself. The family still lives in the house. The two isn’t even all of them. Several have occurred on my block alone in the last couple years, many involving teens.

Ok, my last blog was probably the most 'me' I've been in a LOOONNGGGG time. In highschool and before DH/SD, I was blunt, I was silly, and Honeybager didn't give a shit. Well, I've been so miserable for the last 5 years, I decided I'd try the old me again. Although, it won't help me deal with the step problems directly, indirectly it helps me relieve a LOT of stress. That last blog, albeit tame compared to some things I have said/done/typed, was like opening a pressure valve (or was that the taco dip from last night? eh).

I hate holidays...except Halloween, but now even my fave holiday is under attack. DH insists that we have SD for EVERY holiday and since BM doesn't give a sh!t, he usually gets her. For the last 5 years, we have taken her with us to my family's get togethers (usually lunch at my Mum & SF's), and for the last 5 years we have had to leave early (usually only spend about 2-3 hours there) because either BM wanted SD home at a specific time or because SD wants to leave.