
This is not my daughter.. grabbed this from the web. It could not be my daughter, as this looks professionally done. I might even like it on a normal day. But is there ever a normal day?
One of the ways I communicate with my daughter is via Facebook. The very place I had blocked several years ago. Now I am a proud member.
Her posts yesterday... send me back the "shock value" days.
I got a jankie piercing
I have purple hair and I don't care
Awhh the comments are long.. and on a normal day.. funny.
Our IM went like this:
M - a piercing huh?
E- yea yea.. hahahaha
M- With the money I gave you last weekend, I could have a had a healthy facial
E- hahahahahahaha.. your so funny mommy.
M- I am not trying to be funny
E- it was a belated birthday gift from a friend. Cost 15.00
M- hope it doesn't get infected
E- I know I know..you get what you pay for right??
M- I gotta run.. but I love you
E- I lovvvvve u 222222 Wait til you see my next post!
Next post:
I have purple hair and I don't care
Lack of maturity .. probably. Lack of filter: most definately
Hair has never been a battle. I have and will again pay for a good cut and color... within some guidelines.. I am paying.. I have to look at it.. so we compromise.
Anything else you pay for
I do not pay for your hair mistakes
I know deep in my heart, if she is alive.. at age 38 she will not have purple hair.
So what does all this bother me? If you have the answer, I would love to hear it.
Why do , after all the history, all the trama, all the relapses, all the sober time, are we back to this?
On a normal day... I might laugh.. but I haven't had a normal day in 5 years.
The tattoos... the piercings.. nose, eyebrow, belly button, the hair colors... crayola would be jealous of the colors she has come up with. My brother had a liver transplant due to a tattoo in Germany in the early 80's.
The "dare to be different" in her, is strong.
Sigh.. I guess I will take purple hair and a belly button ring over using heroin.
In the past ... they have co-insided. Leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Hugs
Kelly
