Monday, February 13, 2012
I'm glad I came. I feel loved and cared for when I'm around my family. That's something I haven't felt anywhere else.
I had my "lifestyle intervention", and believe it or not, it was a was a cathartic experience: I feel cleansed. I was initially resistant to the idea but now I know it was necessary. I had definitely gone off the rails.
During my intervention my Dad offered to fix all the messes I've made by paying my unpaid bills and settling other uh... unsettling business -- all in exchange for me staying in Mangilao permanently.
For the first time in my life I told him no. I told him that I could see that I had shamed him and I would never do that again. I told him I knew that I was making horrible decision but those days were over. I told him that I needed to clean up my own messes or I'd never learn how to live a respectable life on my own.
And you know what? He said he understood.
What the aitch?
Lesson of a lifetime: never underestimate your parents.