Keep it Separated

I think I have a few more questions to answer. I think the next in line was my most memorable compliment. That one was easy. On my prom night I was headed out to my car and one of the school's basketball players stopped me and told me I looked pretty. I had liked him a great deal before that, and that moment cemented him in my memory because Preacher man had neglected to compliment me that evening. It meant a lot to me that he had said something. It made me feel very lovely indeed.

Next up is shorty's I think, on what sports I played or liked as a child.

In personal news, my mother has made me angry again. She insulted my new job [and me] and invited me to church [which I have repeatedly asked her not to do] and then went and told my grandmother a whole pack of lies about how I refuse to see her and the step kids and how I dont love them any more, etc. It wears me out. I didnt see my mom on easter,which is likely badof me, but I am tired of being the adult. I'm 24, she's 47. She can buck up and apologize to me. She owes me one. [well, more than one, but the one will do]

My gran also said some pretty sad things about my brother, whom I dont talk about much. His addiction problems [Meth, cocaine, alchohol, among others] are getting worse and he looks like a skeleton more and more when I see him. I dsont know what to say, every time I think about broaching the subject with him about his problems I know he will shoot back at me that I did it as well. Its true, but I stopped before it hurt me too badly. Gran said there was nothing we could do but wait to see if he would stop or if he would kill himself from it. I hate that sort of fatality. It runs in my family. My mom will say "well, he'll do it whether I want him to or not" and then gives him drug money telling herself she cant stop it so why bother. *sigh* I suppose I better say something, if only to know I tried, right?