Blabbable Secrets

This is becoming interesting by the minute.

As you know from previous posts, the hospital called and so did the hotel. Well…I just got a phone call from the school.

It seems the school is looking for her. It’s so odd that they would call her here at home. She hasn’t really lived here at home since last June.

I let the gal know I was her Mom and gave her a mobile number so that she could try and reach her that way. She continued to let me know that she has important mail at the school. So… I told her if she reaches her on her mobile phone to let her know that she also has important mail here at home.

I seriously doubt anyone will be able to reach her. Her phone is probably shut off due to non-payment? After all, it is a brand new month.

why do i never have any food. blegh.

What a lovely update for your facebook account. Why don’t you go ahead and make everyone believe that you are starving to death at school so they will feel sorry for you?

The best part of the entire thread is when her boyfriend’s mom says:

There’s always food at my house…

She is the biggest enabler on the face of the planet! This is the same mother that thinks it’s ok to allow her son to have a car when she knows full well he is drinking and driving with it.

You don’t have food because you don’t come home to eat with your family.
You don’t have food because you got fired from job #3.
You don’t have food because you don’t grocery shop like a responsible person.
You don’t have food because every time we offer to take you grocery shopping you tell us you have everything under control.

We used to give her grocery store cards to use for grocery shopping but she chose to have somebody over the age of 21 use the cards to purchase alcohol instead.

You don’t have food because you are too busy partying.
You don’t have food because you wasted what money you did have have eating out.
You don’t have food because you don’t make having food in your dorm a priority.

She got in trouble at her dorm room because she was bringing the party back to her room. She was stocking her fridge full of booze and partying her ass off with her friends.

She’s been in trouble so much that they have had several meetings and have warned her over and over again that she would get kicked out if she continued this behavior.

What ever happened to Zero Tolerance? Why is she getting away with this crap?

You don’t have food because you were busy spending your money on lingerie.

She had overdraft after overdraft, fee after fee, because she was spending cash that she doen’t have on lingerie. Not Food but on LINGERIE.

You don’t have food because you never come home to eat with us any more.
You don’t have food because you don’t want to have food.
You don’t have food because it was your choice not to have food.
You don’t have food because you think it will just appear out of thin air.
You don’t have food because alcohol is more important.
You don’t have food because cigarettes are more important.
You don’t have food because marijuana is more important.
You don’t have food because YOU DON’T – IT WAS YOUR DECISION – YOUR CHOICE.

This is what her status update said before this latest one:

outback tonight yummy!!

Stop eating at Outback Steakhouse and you might have some food!

The Hotel called yesterday to inform us that our teenager had left her purse in one of the rooms. What was she doing at the hotel? Partying it up with her friends, of course!

We checked to make sure the room was not damaged and that it was not put under our name. We do not want to be associated with any type of extracurricular activities she is involved in at the hotel.

I have a sneaking suspicion that she will be hitting another rock bottom soon. I am not going to flip out or get stressed out over it. If I need to vent I will do so here.

I do not have to answer my telephone if I don’t want to. Let her sit and figure it out for herself the next time she calls.

She can’t be too proud of whatever it is that she is doing or did at the hotel…right?

When the phone rang my heart jumped. The last time I saw a hospital pop  up on the caller ID it was the Emergency Room calling for us to come and be with our teenager who had cut herself up as a result of being on a drunken binge.

Thankfully this time it was the nurse calling to let us know that they were going to go ahead and refill her birth control pills but that she was long over due as far as yearly exams and pap tests go. I let the nurse know that she isn’t living in our house at the moment and made sure to give her a mobile number where she could be reached.

I also told the nurse that it was perfectly fine to go ahead and refill those birth control pills via mail order and that if they needed her to pay a co-pay when she came in for her exam to give us a call and we would pay for that over the phone.

I guess today I just wanted to say that I am glad and relieved that my daughter is making a conscious effort to keep from becoming pregnant. The fact that she is sexually active is not the most ideal scenario but at least she is protecting herself from becoming pregnant at a young age. Sexually Transmitted Disease Prevention, well.. that’s another ball of wax I hope she is keeping in the back of her mind.

I came across this bible verse the other day. I wish I had referenced it or had knowledge of it before I got her dramatic phone call announcing that she was leaving town. This is what it said:

But Moses told the people, “Don’t be afraid. Just stand still and watch the Lord rescue you today. The Egyptians you see today will never be seen again. The Lord himself will fight for you. Just stay calm.” Exodus 14: 13-14

Reading this verse and relating it to the story in the Bible is a reminder that I do not need to be afraid of what my teenager is doing. When she breaks her dramatic news to me I can rest and be sure that the Lord will rescue me. God will handle the situation no matter how disturbing it seems to me at that moment. I can remain calm. I keep telling myself that now when I find my mind is wondering what she is up to and starting to worry all over again.

Went out with some friends I had not seen in a long time. We were sitting around the table catching up on the latest news and sharing with each other what’s been going on in our own lives.

Let me just say that until you have a teenager or get through the teen years with flying colors – you can not make a recommendation as to what somebody else can or should be doing with their teen.

Nothing is more irritating than when a “friend” is quick to jump all over you before you can even finish your point. I didn’t ask you for your opinion. We were all venting about our own situations. It was catch-up time.

Who do you think you are telling me anything. Until the Hospital calls you at 11:30 at night because your kid has been admitted due to severe cutting and drunkenness – Shut Your Mouth. I don’t want to hear from you.

You know that big fat log sticking out of your eye? You better figure out how to pluck it right out and realize that other people have situations different from yours. Keep your mouth shut! Nobody cares what you have to say about it unless they ask for your opinion.

I don’t quite recall asking for your advice. Somebody needs to get you a mirror for your Birthday or for Christmas so you can look at yourself. On second thought.. maybe you look at yourself too much.

Show some willingness to walk a mile in the other person’s shoes or to envision what you might do and how you might handle the situation if it were you. But think about this.. you do not know or understand the situation until and unless you can allow your friend to fully and completely vent and share without judgment.

I am a reality TV junkie. I watch the Housewives of Orange County, MTV’s Real World, Battle of the Sexes, Gauntlets, and now I’ve been into The Jersey Shore too.

I have heard that the gang is coming back for a 2nd season. They are in negotiations now and have until the end of the day to sign their contracts. They were each offered $10k per episode to come back.

I don’t know if the gal on the bottom row all the the way to the right is included in this deal. I don’t see why she would be since she skipped out on the first season. She is probably having regrets now, eh?

10k per episode. Are you kidding me? If they have like 12 or 13 episodes – you do the math! That’s a lot of money! They could totally go back to school and finish up if they wanted to do that. If school is even part of the picture.

Will I be watching season 2? Yes, I will be watching season 2. It’s too entertaining for me and I have no idea why that is. I think it’s the curiosity of seeing how other people live their lives. I don’t understand how they do it – do you?

She has declared her relationship with her boyfriend on Facebook. Of course I have known all along that they were still together. I don’t know why they were trying to hide it.

I’m not too particularly crazy about her friends posting Facebook updates about how they walked into the bathroom, she was in the shower, and he was taking a dump on the toilet. That’s way too much information for Facebook. Don’t you think?

They are not supposed to have anybody living in the dorms with them. I’m surprised she isn’t getting in trouble for that one. I wonder what her grandparents would say if they knew they had forked out dorm fees for the entire year so that her boyfriend could live there too?

I am glad that Blabbable Secrets exists. I appreciate so much that I have a place to be able to come and vent and share what is troubling me. Obviously this is a place where I can share what’s bugging me w/out being judged or ridiculed. Every situation is a process. I might be angry, troubled or hurt some days and other days I may feel the need to update the situation or share with you what I am doing to grow as a person in order to get through some of these issues.

My teenager is going through a phase. It’s one that I think is difficult for all parents of teenagers. There are so many ideas swirling around and if I were to blog this in a place where people knew who I was it would probably not be very pretty. So now maybe you understand where I’m coming from even if it’s just a little bit of an inkling of understanding for some of my plights.

Obviously not all the posts on this blog are mine. There are others who share anonymously what is going on in their world. It’s a way to vent. It’s a type of therapy you can feel good about because you know that nobody knows who is behind every post. Yes, I’ll say it again – every single post will be different and you will never know who is behind it. That’s the whole point of Blabbable Secrets.

If you are reading and you like the idea of being able to vent freely on a blog like this one under an alias that nobody knows of – you should really write to me and request to be added as a contributor. Any time you decide this isn’t for you we can delete your alias and send every post you wrote with it. It’s super easy to delete! The other thing is if you ever forget that you posted something or that you write here – I automatically delete the accounts after 6 months of no activity. Pretty Cool, eh? I just think that being able to vent freely really does beat going to therapy, ya know?

Here we are. It’s been a couple of days and now she is not leaving town. After all that trouble, mess, and drama she went to her meeting at her dorm and they told her she gets to stay in her dorm but that she can not get into any more trouble or she will get kicked out.

I’ve been crying for two days thinking she’s going to leave town, she doesn’t tell me about the meeting itself, she doesn’t tell me how she is feeling as a result of the car accident she was in, she doesn’t tell me squat really. Oh but she did have time to text me real quick with:

didn’t get kicked out. :)

Well that’s a relief! So what in the heck does it mean?

i’m gonna finish out the semester here then see what happens after that

So here we are back at square one. She doesn’t call to talk about any of it. She made a big stink about how she was leaving and that nothing we could tell her would change her mind. Whatever! I don’t believe a word she says any more.

Seriously, we may have to let her phone calls go to voice mail and the next time she has an “emergency” we’ll sit on it for a good 12 hours so she has a chance to get her own shit together before we actually call her back.

Tonight when she came to pick her stuff up she didn’t understand why her girlfriend and her boyfriend were not welcome in our house. We don’t feel like entertaining #1, #2 I’ve been crying for two days waiting for her to call me and tell me what is going on, and #3 we are not in the mood for more drama. Her little sisters don’t need to see or hear it.

I went outside to try and explain a little of this to her friends and I think maybe they get it? Everybody thought she was leaving. I know her boyfriend was pretty sad about it. Everybody thinks she is leaving! She hasn’t told anybody that she is not leaving!?

I can’t wait for her to grow up! She seemed a little incoherent trying to talk to her? Who knows.. maybe she was on something? I guess it’s back to what the counselor said, “she’s going to have to suffer the natural consequences of her mistakes.” There really isn’t anything we can do. It’s up to her to figure out how she’s going to live her life and do what’s right.

Next time she has something “important” to say or there’s an “emergency” I’ll have to think twice about it. It seems like everything is an emergency these days. She rattles off some horrible thing she is going through, throws it in my lap, we try and talk her through it, and she goes off and does her own thing and doesn’t even so much as give us an update or tries to let us know where she is at with all of it.

Ugh! Teenagers! Grow Up! Have Some Direction. Do the Right Thing. This is not how we raised you. Get your life together. Figure it out already! Stop being the girl that cried wolf!

There was a Shepherd Girl who tended her sheep at the foot of a mountain near a dark forest. It was lonely for her, so she devised a plan to get a little company. She rushed down towards the village calling out “Wolf, Wolf,” and the villagers came out to meet her. This pleased the girl so much that a few days after she tried the same trick, and again the villagers came to her help. Shortly after this a Wolf actually did come out from the forest. The girl cried out “Wolf, Wolf,” still louder than before. But this time the villagers, who had been fooled twice before, thought the girl was again lying, and nobody came to her aid. So the Wolf made a good meal off the girl’s flock.