Yeah, the way we came to terms with it in our very alcoholic family (both grandfathers, dad, mom, uncle, aunt, both brothers, three cousins--all alcoholics, all except two in recovery) is that most families have a legacy. Some have mental illness or a tendency to cheat or dishonesty or whatever. The BF's family has a long history of people holding fierce grudges and not speaking for decades. This is ours, and it isn't fun and it can be terrible to go through, but unlike mental illness, say, it can be dealt with, and once dealt with one can have a fabulous life.

I've already got this black mark over my head, and it's not my fault, and I can't change it.

I have other friends that deal with this. It was easier for them to deal with it when instead of thinking of it as a black mark - but just a part of thier physical make up. Like being short, or haveing diabetes , or wearing glasses. Just something you have to work with.

but unlike mental illness, say, it can be dealt with, and once dealt with one can have a fabulous life.

Not to be contrary, or one of those people who picks apart every post and takes the discussion away from the topic, but -- mental illness can be dealt with and a subsequent fabulous life can be had.

so DH needs more work ma~~ . Things go ka-boom when people don't do their jobs. we just want the fall out to be on the deserving - those that didn't do thier job. Thank you

I hate when I hit post twice.

Absolutely true, Tep, and not picky at all. I was thinking of my Uncle's family, which has juvenile onset schizophrenia. This has had tragic consequences--two suicides and two other family members institutionalized for life--and that's with the most expensive and modern care possible. But this is a very extreme case.

Much work~ma for beth's DH.

Work~ma headed towards beth's DH.

I'm inbetween classes. I'm finally going to get to check out class two of three. The third class I won't have a first meeting until Monday ('cause it's a MW class). Unfortunately, I stopped by the bookstore today to make sure I'd bought the correct book for class two. I hadn't. And, of course, it's the MUCH more expensive set of books that I actually need. Oh, and I didn't bring my receipt with me, so I couldn't return the book I'd bought. Grrrrrr...

Also stopped by the Bursar's office to pick up my excess check. Because I have less than 12 credits, it's not ready yet. It won't be ready till the 9th. I'm a little annoyed, but whatever. I can deal. Still, though, they have the money. What takes so freaking long to print a check?

Um, they are lazy and don't care? Oh, and EEEvil.

Um, they are lazy and don't care? Oh, and EEEvil.

Yeah. Pretty much. Oh, and they have you trapped. There's nothing you can do about it, really. I'm just thankful that I paid off my car last month, 'cause otherwise my books would have done me in. They were 'SPENSIVE this semester.