So, I had dinner tonight with my folks, my brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew. It wasn't a 'feel good' evening.
I couldn't afford to get my niece and nephew anything shiny and expensive this year. All I could do was get them each a puzzle from the dollar store and I made a little booklet with self-made games, jokes and silly pictures. I was hoping that they would kinda like it but I could see the disappointment and disinterest in their faces. It hurt a little.
Sorry I can't buy you things. Cool Uncle OverDone ain't so cool anymore. I was their favorite uncle but my brother told them that I had a drug problem a few months ago so now... I don't know.
My sister-in-law (and my brother to a lesser extent) look at me in this strange, curious manner. I really feel like I'm being judged and am perceived as a failure in their eyes. I went to rehab, have no job and apparently a bad role model for their kids.
The thing is... I truly feel that I do things for others on a regular basis. I feel I do a lot in an unselfish manner. But who am I? My opinion of my actions is biased.
Ya see, they see a failure and a drug addict. I see a dude who is trying real fucking hard to change. I see a dude who cares about that dude sleepin' on the streets, that person who hasn't eaten, that person who needs a fuckin' shirt. I do what I can for people even when I don't want to.
They don't see me trying to help. They just see a jobless piece of shit who is a drain on the family resources.
I'm not tryin' to pat myself on the back (most days I feel I don't do enough for others) but I NEED to keep shit in some sort of perspective.
They simply just... don't... know. Or maybe its me that doesn't get it.
I guess no one knows
I couldn't afford to get my niece and nephew anything shiny and expensive this year. All I could do was get them each a puzzle from the dollar store and I made a little booklet with self-made games, jokes and silly pictures. I was hoping that they would kinda like it but I could see the disappointment and disinterest in their faces. It hurt a little.
Sorry I can't buy you things. Cool Uncle OverDone ain't so cool anymore. I was their favorite uncle but my brother told them that I had a drug problem a few months ago so now... I don't know.
My sister-in-law (and my brother to a lesser extent) look at me in this strange, curious manner. I really feel like I'm being judged and am perceived as a failure in their eyes. I went to rehab, have no job and apparently a bad role model for their kids.
The thing is... I truly feel that I do things for others on a regular basis. I feel I do a lot in an unselfish manner. But who am I? My opinion of my actions is biased.
Ya see, they see a failure and a drug addict. I see a dude who is trying real fucking hard to change. I see a dude who cares about that dude sleepin' on the streets, that person who hasn't eaten, that person who needs a fuckin' shirt. I do what I can for people even when I don't want to.
They don't see me trying to help. They just see a jobless piece of shit who is a drain on the family resources.
I'm not tryin' to pat myself on the back (most days I feel I don't do enough for others) but I NEED to keep shit in some sort of perspective.
They simply just... don't... know. Or maybe its me that doesn't get it.
I guess no one knows
