tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1275996914383242610.post7058692461263077408..comments2023-10-31T02:27:18.201-07:00Comments on Her Every Cent Counts - a quarter life crisis, and change: Labor Day Wrap Upher every cent countshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03559826632110489586noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1275996914383242610.post-34061981607539503332007-09-05T22:26:00.000-07:002007-09-05T22:26:00.000-07:00You're lucky to have a boyfriend who cares.My pare...You're lucky to have a boyfriend who cares.<BR/><BR/>My parents have been married 20+ years and they can't stand each other. They don't speak to each other or eat in the same room. They live in separate bedrooms - it's the most dysfunctional environment every time i come home. Either I'm cursed or I'm just too strong willed I haven't been in a relationship at all and most men I've dated just don't meet a certain criteria ... I'm probably being too picky. <BR/><BR/>I gave up on journalism full-time as a career because it didn't make the kind of money my dad wanted and we just argued all the time about the future of journalism. Now I freelance and work in international business, something my dad finds is more practical and realistic so we have both found a good halfway point.<BR/><BR/>But even though it depresses you to be around your family and childhood home, they're still family in the end and no one wants you to be more successful than family. I know that after having avoided speaking to my father for a year and then trying to undo the damage and trying to work through things on my own in therapy. I'm glad we have a good relationship even though I don't agree with my dad's actions and choices.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12104373921737620949noreply@blogger.com