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Friday, August 12, 2011

Loosers

“Hey, mom,” Sum said. “Dad and I had another argument tonight. He’s kicked me out again. I have to be out today.” OMG. She’s sixteen. “He and his crack-head girlfriend are messed up again.”

Three years ago she came back to live with me only to be manipulated back to her dad’s house. “I’m all alone. I have no one,” he said.

I drove four counties down to find her standing in front of her dad’s house soaking wet from rain with two garbage bags filled with her things. Guilt rips at me for sending her there in the first place but I was terribly ill for a couple years by myself with five girls. I figured just because his Willie was overly friendly with the female population during our marriage, didn’t mean he’d be a bad dad to her and her sister. Well, I figured wrong. Life is full of the unexpected.

He got hooked on a crack-meth-head and now he’s hopelessly in love with her drugs of choice. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think he’d stoop this low to be with someone who sold herself to every Tom, Dick, and Harry for a fix.

“Mom,” Sum said. “Know what he told me. He’d rather be high and stay with her than with me.”

Tuesday I got a good look at him. He’s skinny as a bean and his front teeth have fallen out of his head. Wished I had some before and after pictures to share. He WAS a handsome man.

OMG. Pop me in the forehead. X number one was a crack-head. X number two is now one. Would you all believe it if I told you my mother fixed me up with these two LOOSERS? Well, she did and she’s a whole other story to tell.

If Sweetman picks up the crack pipe or any needles I’ll swear off all men and become a nun or something. But then again, he’s who I picked. Mom didn’t like him.

“He’s set in his ways,” Mom said.

“Good. So am I.” Didn’t need another LOOSER in my life. What was my mother thinking?

 

I want to thank you all for your positive thoughts. For now, everything is copasetic and my daughter’s not going back. She’s safe no thanks to DCF or the law. The LOOSER can kiss my dirty-white-bum.

Will he and his crack-head girlfriend be in any of my upcoming novels? Shelly’s mind is scrambling stuff around. It could be my first best seller on the NYC list. What do you think?

16 comments:

  1. Man, I feel sorry for crack head girlfriend, but I really want to beat up on loser. Thanks for making me hate him. :)

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  2. I would only write it if it makes you feel better about it. Or put that character into a different situation - not necesarily involving a daughter. Things can fall from the sky on him, he can be abducted by aliens, or you can turn him into a vampire - notably without teeth to suck other people's blood, whatever you want. :)

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  3. I know you know this: You are very happy to know that your daughter knows to not get messed up like that.

    It's difficult to come from a dysfunctional family. I don't really know anyone who has a "normal" family, myself. And if they pretend to be from a "normal" family, I suspect they have skelletons in the closet somewhere!

    Good for you, Shelly! And pat on the back to daughter who got out and should know never to go back.

    Very sad about his "problem", but I've seen people just waste away before and never think that what they are doing is both hurting them and the people around them. I speak from experience (having had family members screwed up with alcohol/drugs).

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  4. Dear Shelly, That is horrible and it sounds like you're handling it better than I would. I guess when mom's don't like them maybe there's a reason.
    My mom didn't like my hubby either and she used to wax nostalgic about the crack-head guy I dated in college. Weird. I'll keep praying.

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  5. Shelly, if it was me, I'd drop the guy out of a plane.

    Take care of your daughter. She really needs it.

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  6. Oh Shelly...when you have it bad sister, you have it bad. Take care of your daughter, and hopefully she won't go anywhere near her father or any of the drugs...Keep her safe...they are so influenced at this age...

    ((((Huge Hugs)))) And remember, we're here for you always...

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  7. Dropping him from a plane would be far to quick. Here's to him never being a part of your or her life ever again.

    Hang in there.

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  8. To everyone: Thank you. I swear everytime Mercury goes retrograde drama happens. It's all good right now and now Sum isn't answering her phone for him this time.

    If I didn't laugh, I'd be crying. Really. Though, I did do my share this week.

    Thank you for the love,
    Shelly

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  9. Sometimes writing it is therapeutic and you can give it whatever ending you want.
    Give your daughter extra love and extra (((hugs))) go to you...

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  10. @Laura: I most definitely will.

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  11. Oh my goodness, my jaw dropped at this post. You amaze me. PS Janiel, did a post just for you to brighten your day. We are grateful for you!

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  12. @Russo:

    Thank you. I went to your blog. Very nice.

    OOOO
    Shelly

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  13. Definitely part of a book. I mean, what else do you do with madness like that??

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  14. Shelly--your daughters are lucky to have a mom like you. Kick the losers to the curb.

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  15. Gosh, I meant to comment on this days ago. Sorry. Well, I am just so sorry, Shelly. I know how hard it is to have to deal w/losers. This must be so tough. At least your daughter has a great mom.

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Let me know what you think.