My family (venting my frustrations)

[BlueHUMMERH2]

This bothers me. I don't really have anywhere to vent, so I'm putting it here.

My dad is sending my sister off to Florida for a $40,000 treatment for her anorexia. He's placing the blame squarely on my mom. They are divorced. For some reason, I really can't see why my mom is the problem. She never really bothered either of us about our weight (which I'm 210 right now or something) growing up, but it was my father and the rest of the family who always said we were fat, and need to count calories. He even had a nanny who he brought from Philly who lived in our house and had a chart on the wall that described the foods we could eat and their nutritional contents. My dad said she only lived there a week, but the fact that I specifically remember that chart probably indicates that it was a traumatizing time. My older half sister was also notoriously picking, and to this day they make horribly untasty meals at the holidays which contain no nutrition whatsoever.

I guess I'm upset because my mom is fretting this whole issue and blaming herself for it when I'm not sure it's really her fault. And the fact that my dad's telling me that my "party year" off from school was all her doing and my failed marriage, which it wasn't a party year or her fault and lots of people around here get married young. (The college story is he coerced me to enter a snobby college near home, and I hated it, ran away to NY and became a ski instructor, and had the best time of my life. I learned more about people, backstabbing, and work than I could possibly imagine. And I worked my ass off, got my accredidation, and made my first big accomplishment. Now I'm back at school, and determined to finish.... Somewhere he's missing the positives I think. ) I guess the whole "failed marriage" thing gets on my nerves too.

So then he continues on like normal and tells me he wants me to work for him and manage his new business venture which is a drive-thru restaurant business.... This behavior confounds me, though it is typical. I really honestly still don't know what I want to do (though I know I love teaching skiing, too bad it's not very profitable) and I've considered everything from:

1. Joining the National Guard to
2. Becoming a truck driver to
3. Going to school to be a mechanic to try to work for AM General or HUMMER to
4. Becoming a salesman

I am not sure I want to work for the family. I like/dislike the idea of being handed something (liking it for it's "easy", disliking it because it wasn't earned) but it would present a 6 figure income, and I could always use that to build a nice garage and restore H1's and HMMWV's (which is something I really want to do) or maybe buy a stake in a dealership some day.

Anyway, there's way too much drama with my sister right now, and my dad won't even make time to visit this school with me (even though it's his alam mater). I feel bad for my mom, and I'm caught in the middle, being asked to get things for my sister at my mom's house and my mom asking me what's going on and what she did wrong...

I know these problems probably sound insignificant and I shouldn't be bitching. But I had to rant anyway. Thanks for listening.