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[chaoswolf]

Happy b-day, chipuni and christophine.

I wish it were a happy day for me.....My love life has been shattered. Her mom knows. I don't think I'll be able to see her again except at school. I'm so depressed right now I don't give a shit about my essays. I don't give a fuck. I'm sorry if I offend anyone with my next set of words.

DAMN YOU FUCKING RELIGIOUS ASSHOLES WHO BELIEVE THAT JUST BECAUSE I WEAR BLACK MEANS I'M EVIL! MEET ME FIRST BEFORE YOU MAKE YOUR FUCKING JUDGEMENTAL PERSPECTIVES TO DETERMINE THEN IF I AM TRULY AN ENEMY!!!!!!! FUCK YOU ALLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Re: Long post - Part 2 of 2 (Yes, I finally run out of steam.)

[glittercat13.livejournal.com]

Actually, though the post was certainly meant for both of you, I was answering her earlier comment. I can see where you may have some problems with finding work and, certainly, until you've got experience, getting a good-paying job is a challange. (Must have experience to get a job; must have a job to get experience - works the same for credit and lots of other things in life as well. Very annoying but universal and timeless. It's a pain but can be worked through.)

As others have said, you don't need to mention the anti-depressants as long as you're taking them and they are doing their job. *If* they drug test and come back with issues, you can then *mention* that you have issues which you and your doctor are dealing with. Trust me, I don't mention my arthritis in job interviews unless they mention that I'm going to have to manhandle 50 pound boxes or some such! :)

As for her, she'll have the same problems with getting an entry level job for crap money so that she can build up enough experience to get a job that *might* pay for an (or a portion of an) aparment. That's why I mentioned the roommate idea. L.A. has sucky aparment prices but I find they are just as bad in San Diego and I'm sure as bad or worse up there. *sigh* Welcome to the 21st Century.

My main thrust was to hope you could both understand where her parents are coming from - not that you'll like it or agree with it but have some idea of why and make some allowance. In other words, don't take it personally, her mom is doing the standard mother-protecting-her-young shtick. See her away from home if you both want to but going to war with Mom puts everyone in a losing situation in the long run.

More than that, it makes sure that Mom permanently puts you on the "enemies list" as opposed to starting out with the belief that you're the devil incarnate (or whatever) and, *slowly* by force of your actions and reactions, coming to understand that you are a stable, caring person who agrees with her about how special her daughter is. (Mind, that will probably be a *very* slow process if she's really got it in her head that you are a *bad* influence or she's ultra-"Christian" or whatever.)

I suppose, my advice for you is the same as I give myself in conflict situations: If there isn't a clear and relatively simple fix, it's always a better idea to take the high ground (morally, ethically, whatever). If you do, whether you win or lose, in the long run you always win 'cause, at the very end of the day, you have to live with you - no one else - YOU! That's mandatory. So, knowing you did everything you could and played fair means that, if you win, it's truly a victory. If you lose, you know that you did *all* you could and made it a clean battle. It sure puts down the daemons of woulda/shoulda/coulda/if-only that tend to cluster around at such times. Most of all, you can always "walk tall" and proudly.

Love you, Hon, and only wish good things for you in your life and with your Lady. Take care and remember, as slowly as time may run from day to day now, it's amazing how fast it *went* as you look back. You will survive! And, if it's meant to be, so will your relationship. :>

(((hugs)))