Post by lodirulz on Aug 30, 2015 16:57:48 GMT -5
Backstory: You might remember a thread I posted in the past that said that my brother Jeff and his wife Laura lost their baby Anastasia the day she was born, after their first pregnancy resulted in a miscarriage. Well, thankfully, a little over a month ago, they successfully had a baby boy, Blake Routhier, who is above and beyond in terms of his health, to the point of which that they can bring him home for the first time later this week, which is great, because as my father said: " If they had lost three babies in a row on three pregnancies in a row, you might as well have put them on suicide watch."
And I'm really happy for them, I might not agree with my bros Facebook posts on current events, but I'm thrilled over the fact that he has finally gotten his wish to be a dad.... but shortly after Blake's birth, we were eating out at a restaurant, and he said this to us:
Jeff: I'm sick and tired of going to the same old places four days a week, seeing the same stuff, doing the same stuff, the fact of the matter is, Massachusetts doesn't have that much to do in it. Which is why I'm excited that I'm going to be raising Blake in Florida, one day I can go out to grill, every day can be something new, something different.
And here's where I get so stressed and depressed: Both Mom and Dad want to move to Florida with him.
Reasoning:
You'll be able to see Blake and Family more often.
We could have a pool.
We could live in a house without bratty kids running around, just piece and quiet.
Home costs are a lot cheaper in Florida compared to Massachusetts.
It could be a perfect opportunity for a new start, a new chapter in our lives.
And most importantly, Dad could get a job in what he's good at, because there's a lot more job opportunities with what he likes in Florida.
And it's true, we are struggling. I see significantly less groceries in the kitchen compared to what we had last year, my dad lost his job, his interviews aren't bringing him back anything, and his unemployment cuts off in a few days completely, and Mom barely gets paid enough money for bills.
..... But when I look at Florida, I don't see it as the place for me. Without getting any further then this sentence, I don't like their political spectrum. And I have depression and anxiety over my life now, being in a place without my friends, that would make things about ten times worse, and I tell them stuff like that, but they say that I complain about everything and stay in my room all the time as it is here, so what would be the difference? And thats true, I've been in my room all of the time not really speaking to them, because their personal opinions make me furious.
Now, I know what your thinking: Why not split off on your own and live somewhere by myself? Well, I got no money, and I don't have a job. So pretty much, I have to make this move, and my distain doesn't matter when it comes to this.
..... I really don't want to do this. I've spent every millisecond of my life in Massachusetts. I know parents, I can work at Disney, I can be near the performance center, I can make new friends, or this gem from my father:
Dad: What if you could have met your future wife in Florida, but because you were selfish and kept us miserable in an apartment building, only seeing your family about once a year, you never did?
I really don't think Florida's the place for me, but it looks like I have no choice. Thoughts?
And I'm really happy for them, I might not agree with my bros Facebook posts on current events, but I'm thrilled over the fact that he has finally gotten his wish to be a dad.... but shortly after Blake's birth, we were eating out at a restaurant, and he said this to us:
Jeff: I'm sick and tired of going to the same old places four days a week, seeing the same stuff, doing the same stuff, the fact of the matter is, Massachusetts doesn't have that much to do in it. Which is why I'm excited that I'm going to be raising Blake in Florida, one day I can go out to grill, every day can be something new, something different.
And here's where I get so stressed and depressed: Both Mom and Dad want to move to Florida with him.
Reasoning:
You'll be able to see Blake and Family more often.
We could have a pool.
We could live in a house without bratty kids running around, just piece and quiet.
Home costs are a lot cheaper in Florida compared to Massachusetts.
It could be a perfect opportunity for a new start, a new chapter in our lives.
And most importantly, Dad could get a job in what he's good at, because there's a lot more job opportunities with what he likes in Florida.
And it's true, we are struggling. I see significantly less groceries in the kitchen compared to what we had last year, my dad lost his job, his interviews aren't bringing him back anything, and his unemployment cuts off in a few days completely, and Mom barely gets paid enough money for bills.
..... But when I look at Florida, I don't see it as the place for me. Without getting any further then this sentence, I don't like their political spectrum. And I have depression and anxiety over my life now, being in a place without my friends, that would make things about ten times worse, and I tell them stuff like that, but they say that I complain about everything and stay in my room all the time as it is here, so what would be the difference? And thats true, I've been in my room all of the time not really speaking to them, because their personal opinions make me furious.
Now, I know what your thinking: Why not split off on your own and live somewhere by myself? Well, I got no money, and I don't have a job. So pretty much, I have to make this move, and my distain doesn't matter when it comes to this.
..... I really don't want to do this. I've spent every millisecond of my life in Massachusetts. I know parents, I can work at Disney, I can be near the performance center, I can make new friends, or this gem from my father:
Dad: What if you could have met your future wife in Florida, but because you were selfish and kept us miserable in an apartment building, only seeing your family about once a year, you never did?
I really don't think Florida's the place for me, but it looks like I have no choice. Thoughts?
