Chapter Nine
The Best
After the events of 'The Best'.
Part II
I'm on the phone with Mother.
I was trying to be 100% honest about my intentions to save money to move away to Vancouver.
I've been miserable living in Ontario for a long time... I was convinced I am doomed to never meet a significant other as long as I continue to live here in O.
I had been working at Swiss Chalet at a 50% crazy rate.
What follows was the most reasonable stand up to your Mother moment as of yet in my life.
This was a rare occurrence of her getting all pissy out of nowhere.
Instead of me digging into an argument. I'm not doing this Mom, I've been working way too hard.
I hadn't had two days off in a row to myself in months! Being called in every week, working 2-3 week stretches with a day off if I'm lucky.
I wasn't having any of it, not doing it. Have a good night Mom, talk to you later, goodbye!
I'd been meaning to play Forza Motorsport 5(?) for the longest time. I had seemingly barely cracked it open when...
Who could it be?
Mom & Danielle according to their official story decided I needed a police check-in. I belive the slang is, they swatted me.
My mind had a different resolution, the 2nd of my brain snaps following...
I peaced out
Once I was far enough away I called The Best
... to summarize, she didn't have much sympathy for my current position. I have no idea to this date how involved or uninvolved she was with this, but it seems connected to me! 1st day off was The Best's drama, 2nd day off was Mother's drama.
It wasn't too hard to tell people that were actually police officer's were hovering around my current loaction.
@#$% Missing Data @#$%
I'm 'pulled over' entering the rear of a police SUV without handcuffs.
My head got smacked on the way in, either I was too limp and gentle, or they were way too forceful and overly-eager. I think this is where I chipped a tooth, that was brought up next dentist check-in.
Mother decided it was time for a forceful wellness check-in at the hospital.
The nurses and physician checked on two things during my time.
One: Was I on narcotics?
Medical Staff determined I was not on narcotics.
Two: Was I suicidal?
Medical Staff determind I was not suicidal.
I was free to leave after that.
Mom's response when I called her after it was all said and done when I was feeling WTF about it.
Mom: What's the big deal? You're home already!
This was the second of my two days off when I was actually working, making & saving money, because I wanted to move to Vancouver and get a fresh lease on having a social life.
A little extra about my headspace.
After this, I reached out to the head of each unit on our family tree.
...
Everyone ignored me and favoured my Mother's drama in my time of need. This was the beginning of the end for me concerning spending further time with family.
What's the point of all these family occasions where we only touch on the surface level of who we are with the questions "What are you doing for school?" & "What are you doing for work?" before being waved off by the 'adults' as someone who still belongs at the little kid's table.