Lexi's Birthday

posted January 15th, 2014, 2:01 am


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July 28th, 2013, 6:18 pm

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Things I have to say;

Frame 3, the lyrics are from Live - Lightning Crashes. If I hear it come on, I tune out absolutely everything else. It was kinda funny, I was in a car with 4 other people, and three of us all stopped conversation entirely and started singing. The other two people had no idea what the hell was going on. It was a real moment.

Frame 4 - Annie is doing the sign of the cross. Guess she is still Christian/Catholic?

Frame 2 - everyone from Alberta knows at least one person who died from a drunk driver. A few names in my life came from my high school. Smashed by a drunk only a few months before graduation.
There are few things in this world that truly fill me with anger, and this is one of them.

What would Lexi's life have been like if she had her biological mother? What would Dan & Julie's have been like? Would Tony have had a place to go after the hospital? Would Toni have been lost in the system trying to get trans* help?
So many questions.

And now, I'm going to listen to Lightning Crashes.
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Authors note: I just started an arc that directly relates to this. In December you will see why this was all relevant. Phew, I knew I wrote this in for a reason! Talk about playing the long game here, that's like, almost a year to pay off!

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January 15th, 2014, 11:35 pm

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Ouch.

This reminds me of a friend of mine from when I was younger. I don't remember how exactly, but some day in the middle of school he found out that his father wasn't actually his biological father. He was crying in the main office when his mother told him. His father died in a car wreck before he was born, and his mother got together with somebody while he was still an infant who treated him like he was his own.

I can also kind of somewhat empathize. I'm quite certain my father isn't my biological father, but thats less due to it being a tragic accident and more due to my mother being a whore. My father died years ago, and any chance of the truth with him, but I'm fairly certain that he knew as well.

It takes a strong person to even attempt to raise a child that isn't theirs, but at the end of the day, blood or not, they do become your child.

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January 15th, 2014, 11:51 pm

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@Guest: Howdy new person! Thanks for joining us on on Annie's journey.

I couldn't agree more about raising someone who isn't yours. Looking back at how much I hated my stepmother when all she wanted to do was care for me? And compared to how vicious my biological mother was? Our mothers aren't the ones who gave us blood, but the ones who keep our hearts beating.

Also, my biological mother was a bit of a whore too, so I hear ya.

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January 16th, 2014, 12:31 am

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I came and read this after seeing it part of your profile on The Escapist. Read it in one sitting :)

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January 16th, 2014, 12:47 am

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@Guest: Well I hope I've left a positive impression instead of a negative one. I certainly do my best to try to make everyone feels better at the end of the day than when it began.

Sometimes it is through humour, sometimes through pages like this, where it is a touch of understanding to make people feel less alone.
So thank you for reading.

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January 16th, 2014, 12:50 am

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@GreenKrog: I left my thoughts in a PM on that forum (I didn't realize how infrequently you visted until afterwards), so you can probably gather my initial feelings just going back there real quick.

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January 16th, 2014, 1:50 am

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@Guest: I'm there every bloody day! They don't have an automated 'send me an email when someone messages me' thing, and that little yellow envelope is so ignorable.

Anyways, will message you there, now that I know I need to exist elsewhere :)

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