Happy Thanksgiving!!!

So tomorrow is Thanksgiving, yay! (Sarcastic tone)

First off, this is going to be like a journal like my teacher said we can do, although I don't expect this to be for a grade in my class, but more of a venting of my agrivation right now.

My mother was never around with I was growing up, she left when I was two years old, and my dad married Loretta when I was 9 or 10 years old. I am now 22 and Loretta has been my mother the whole time. About 5-6 months ago they got divorced and my father doesn't want me to talk to her anymore. My dad left my her because he found a rich girl (Sue) that will take care of him. Loretta is the only mother I know and has been there for me more than my father has and I love her very much. Since I am still in communication with her, my father for the past 5 months will not speak to me.

I have a 9 month old baby now, and his grandpa has nothing to do with him. The rest of my family has little communication with me because of my father and me not speaking. The only communication I have with anyone in my family is if I call them. They never call me to see how my kids are doing. I've talked to my Aunt and she spoke to me for a little bit but got of the phone and said she'll call me back...5 days later, no phone call. My brother, I talked to him, and he never said anything about when the family was getting together for Thanksgiving. So I asked him about it, he told me it was at Sue's house (where my dad now lives) and I asked why no one called me to let me know so I can bring my kids and husband, and he said he was supposed to let me know if he heard from me, but that he didn't have my cell number. So the family expected the one person who "didn't have my number" to let me know about Thanksgiving. Wow...seriously?

So I take it I am not invited to Thanksgiving since no one bothered to put a little bit of an effort to let me know. A text would have even been nice...that wouldn't have taken up any time, and they wouldn't have to talk to me. Glad Sue has replaced me. Shows how horrible my family is to not even think to call me because I'm fighting with my dad. But I know the truth. I'm sure since Thanksgiving is going to be at my dad's new g/f's house, then he probably didn't want me there because we've been fighting. I didn't have a mother growing up, and he gave me one when I was 10 years old, and because they split up, he wants me to stop talking to her. He can't just put someone in my life for 12 years and then rip them out again. I'm not a child anymore. The last time I spoke to my father he told me too f*ck off.

So what exactly do I have to be thankful for? (except for my husband and children of course) My family wants nothing to do with me because of my father being a jack-a**.

I still communicate with Loretta almost every day, and she has been there for me more than I could have imagined. Thank God I have my husband's family. They are great, and he has a huge family. Thanksgiving every year has like 150 people at it, so I guess that makes up for the "great" family I have.

Sorry about this, but I really needed to vent. To put my feelings out there for someone to hear, even if no one reads this, it still makes me feel a lil better to write it out.

Thanks for reading!