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I always get so uncomfortable at family gatherings. I'll make an appearance, eat dinner with the family...and then just go kind of hide away in the house. They almost never notice I'm gone, so I'm alright with it. And don't get me wrong, my family is great, and we're actually really close and loving, and supportive of each other. I just...like the quiet, I think.
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shareI'm the one following the trial of Mark Hutt, who murdered his wife Donna Jones (Canada). It was the perfect storm, really...a girl from a horrible family, abusive dad, unstable mother, rotten self esteem. She just refused to help herself, even as she was dying.It's so sad, she just didn't want to be saved. You can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped.
One of my best friends is getting married in October. I've always said her fiance is gay. They live together but have not had sex (she claims they have done everything but so it's odd), and they don't act like a couple they are together. She rarely talks about wedding plans. His family helped her out with money issues and he controls her in that sense (if he calls her while she's out, she always goes outside in her car to take the call). I think she knows it's a fraud wedding & that's why she is not making a fuss over the wedding.
Ok. So in a recent episode of "Single in the City" the "Me" character, who has no patience for kids, is in a nice restaurant and some horrible family is letting their brat run wild. Finally seeing one of them nearly collide with a waitress, I discreetly stick out my foot and the brat goes down. I act as horrifies as anyone else as the mother scoops him up. "Oh dear!" I say, "he must be very tired! time for bed!" Returns to date. "now where were we?" (Audience laughter).
