You Guys Better Comment

So, I have this new friend Raven, who is having a hard time with her rents and grandma.

She wrote me : Hey gabby, here's my story. I just moved back to my moms house. The reason was me and my grandma got into a mucho grande fight. Its better here though. Everyone is nice here. I used to live in Bellport. Man what a hole in the wall. No one was nice. And I always got treated like shit when I did everything for my grandma. I got so sick just from stress. Now that I'm here I feel so much better. But now my grandma wants me back. And I told my mom I will never go back. And now every time I think I cant stay on one topic.

To clear things up, her parents have been fighting. So Raven had to go and live with her grandmother for a while. Apparently, things didn't go over so well. I hope that her parents are getting better, so that there won't be any need to go back to your grandma's house.

But, if your mom is going to make you live with your grandma again, there are some ways to cope. Obviously, stress is getting to you. The best way to handle that is being alone. Take time for yourself, and vent your anger. If it by typing on your blog, or just laying on your bed, relax. Another way is to talk to someone. That helps me.

This is not a good situation, I totally understand, but we are the kids and they are the grownups. It sucks, I know. But, it takes more energy to fight it, than it does to go with the flow. If you are dead set on never entering that house again, make your point know. Don't attack your mother, just sit her down and explain how you feel. Try to be as truthful as you can be, but at the same time, don't tell her what to do. That's all I can tell you.

I'm Upset

I have posted the stories of two upset girls, in need of support. I seem to be the only one doing anything about it. I really need you guys to just sauy "hey it'll be okay" Just that. You have no idea what those words did for me, and just the idea of good people saying I can get through this was heplful.

Thanks guys,

Gabby

P.S And I hate to mess up my whole 'serious' post, but I have started a new blog. I combined both Maximum Ride with Twilight in a story. If your interested check it out. http://mr-twilight-stories.blogspot.com/

I have another person ready to share her story. Listen up...

Katie wrote to me: My parents blame everything on me just because I’m a teenager. They think I’m going to automatically become all moody and stuff but I’m not like that. My dad always takes my moms side if we get into a mini fight just cause I’m the teenager. I know its no where near as bad as what you said on your blog, but it feels real bad on the inside and I’ve cried my self to sleep lots of times.

My friends are upsetting me a bit too. They ignore me quite a lot. They don’t include me in a lot of things and my best friend has started to hang out with a certain group in our school that she knows I feel uncomfortable with and she just completely leaves me all day. I only have out of the 50 friends I have at school 3 really good friends who wait for me after class and actually include me in the conversation and stuff like that.


Well, I have some stuff that might help. Concerning your parents, it is very tough being the underdog. Any kids with younger siblings have the same problem of getting all the blame. When you get into with your mom, you have to remember she's the adult and your the kid. I hate that, but she does keep the roof over my head. Don't argue back if you know it's pointless. Wait until she's done giving the lecture, and them walk away. Control is the key. But, if you need to talk to her, again, don't hesitate. Try to sit her down and without razing your voice, tell her whats going on. with Dad, I'd try getting him alone seeing as they seem to be stronger when they are together. Talking always helps.

Some people think the more friends they have, the beeter off they are. Wrong. Those 3 true friends are all you need. The other 47, don't seem to be good people at all. I have only 3 best friends, and I'm content. "A true friend picks you up when you fall"--that's my fortune cookie saying for the day. If they aren't there for you, it's not worth spending your time. So instead of trying to hang out with those kids that make feel lousy, and ignore, try to build your realationships with those 3. I hope I helped, and I want to hear what other people have to say about Katie's issues.

First Problem!!!

Alright guys...time to put the new program to the test. I have talked with Faxness=awsomness from the forum. She has problems at home, and wants your support!!!

She said to me: My parents got divorced(I know that it isn't as bad as your life, but for me it is still horrible.) I thought it was all my fault. My dad's new girlfriend seriously is like mentally abusive, but no one besides my mom believes me. Seriously, but she can't do anything. I hate my dad's girlfriend, and I know she hates me too. My dad and her even called the cops on me a few times, because I wouldn't go to their house when I was supposed to. My stupid counselor is on their side, and I can't even talk to my once cool dad anymore. I hide in my not so safe room at their house, and I have only the comfort of the few books that I bring alone. MR has really helped too. But things really won't get any better.

It's funny because were so closely related. My moms got a boy friend, not like yours at all! No, he definitely loves my mom, and that's what I want. Although I am no counselor, I have a few words of wisdom. Talking is best it really is. (I'm a huge hypocrite because I hardly talk to my parents, but still I spoke about it here) Don't keep things bottled up, they only come back to hurt you. If your dad truly loves you, he will listen to what you have to say about his girlfriend. Sit him down alone, and whatever you do, don't get anger or hot-headed. Calmly and adult like tell him what you think. It's really hard to talk to your dad about this stuff, I would know! I had to leave his house when he was sick, in order to make an impact. Obviously, don't resist coming over, seeing as the cops already seem to be involved.

One last thing, I have issues where my dad yells at me for simply saying something. I have a feeling stuff like that may happen to you. If so, go without talking unless directly addressed. Then, when you are both relaxed, speak to him. BUT YOU HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO ACT! Stop sitting around waiting for it to get better! Max (who gives me the best advice) never once waited for the world to save itself. Be like her, and make it happen.

Anyone else that feels like sharing their thoughts...comment!!!

MY IDEA!!!!

(If you haven't read post #1 READ...Do not read the rest till you have seen the first...got it?)

Okay, I know I just totally posted already today, but I was struck down by an idea! I wanted to allow kids to share how they were touched by MR. I got a lot of stories from the MR forum, and wanted to hear more. So, in order to get kids aware of my blog (which will become a place where kids can get advice, share their issues, tell how MR saved them, or just talk about MR)I was hoping to get a broad message out. FANG'S BLOG?!?! What if he created a post saying like "Hey, check out Gabby's blog if you guys need some advice, share issues, ext. She is open to anything" I think that some of us are afriad to openly talk about home life, but if they did it from their computers...maybe?

This is how the site would work.
1)Kids with a problem, would first email it to me! (I would weed out those who have "serious" problems, from those who have boy trouble.) This will allow the person to tell me if they would like thier name disclosed, or just goes as anonymous.
2)I would post their issue, then give my own advice (I like helping others!)
3)I then turn it over to you...the commentators...you can give advice, support, anything you feel would help the person.
4)Anyone who just has a question about MR, or just want to talk about the book can email me to and I'll create a post. This is the place where you would meet friends, and talk about stuff, you know, whatever!

Anyone feel like this is something to consider..or not...comment, email, or just contact me somehow. I need a lot of people to post this idea on Fang's blog in order to create a large enough impact. Next time a new post pops up, if you want this idea to be known to all, start posting my blog! I wanted to do this because I was really helped by you guys, whether you know it or not. I just want other kids to have the same oppptunity.

Thanks again,
Gabby (hugs for all of you, even though I'm not the hugging type of person)

Thanks!!!

(Before I begin, anyone who did not read the last post MUST read it to understand what is going on!)

Hey guys,

I am beyond happy to hear from you! I can't even try to tell you. The support was more than enough for me to continue trying. Max would like that, don't you think? If any of you want to share your stories, or just how Maximum Ride touched your life, I am more than pleased to listen. Email me anytime you feel like your life is falling apart! galbano93@yahoo.com

Okay, to clear one thing up quickly...I said "I have a 50% chance of becoming an alcoholic, drug addict, or smoker" Thank you to David R. Aronds for pointing out something I didn't make clear. It is true that I have as much as a chance of becoming an addict as anyone who picks up a drink, drugs, or a cigarette. That I'll give you. What I had meant to say, is that, I have the "addictive gene" in me. It's already showing actually. What happens is that, if I choose to, say, drink a glass alcohol, I might have a worse reaction to a that substance than another person. Which is probably going to be the case. I already know I have that horrible gene in me because I,unfortunately, actually enjoy cold medicine. The type that makes you drowsy because of the alcohol. Yeah, I know really bad, but not to the point where I would ever act on it. That's what I mean by the gene. I'm sure some of your parents have a glass of wine, or a beer, and that's okay. People can drink responsibly. I, on the other hand, probably can't, because I don't know what effect alcohol, drugs, or nicotine have on me.

That was a big paragraph! Hope I corrected my mistake!

Oh, I totally forgot to add how I'm doing. Let see, I'm okay, not great, not bad. My dad seems to be getting increasingly angery at me, but with your guys help, and my friends I am getting by. The only thing I have yet to deal with is the fricken' kids parents. See, since my mom got arrest at a public Walgreens, it was in the newspaper! Great! The kids around here are cool, but the stuck up parents aren't. IT WASN'T EVEN FRONT PAGE NEWS!!! Theres a tiny section called "Police Blotter" or something like that, and a very tiny article on my mom. Who reads that stuff?!?! obviously, parents around here. I have moms asking me how I'm doing, or if I need anything. Others mumble and whisper as I walk by. The stares get annoying, and usually I stay in doors. I know they care, but all they want are juicy details. They want to make sure my mom isn't harmful or anything, or if I am going to like flip out too. As if! Anyways, I think someone is going to mysteriously burn all the newspapers tonight, leaving absolutely no trace!!! Hee heee hee!

Gabby---Thanks again!

My Past and Maximum Ride

Okay, let me share my story and you'll see why this book impacted me so much.

Last year, I had my world fall apart. I am still putting the puzzle back together but, it's been tough. It started with my dad. He had been sick for almost a month, and it wasn't making sense. Why didn't he go to the doctor? I was so angrey that he was just letting himself be so ill that I yelled, "If you can't even care for yourself, you can't care for me." So I left my dad's house that night. My parents got divorced when I was nine, and if that's not bad enough, it got worse. It turns out my dad did go to the hospital and was treated for acute alcohol poisoning. Yeah, my dad was a raging alcholic. He had been hiding it for four years! Drinking behind my back, his liver was failing. My dad should have died from all the alchol he consumed, but he didn't.

From then on, he became better, and now he is in an AA program (alcholics anonymous) It's been about nine months. I'm proud that he changed, but I hardly talk to him anymore.

Two months ago, I tried to reach my mom on her cell phone. When there was no answer, I called my dad. He told me we were spending the night over at his house. I asked questions, but he told me that we should wait. I anxiously waited as my dad sat me and my brother to talk. He said four horrible words. "Your mom's in jail." What? It's true. My mom, the women I had idolized, was arrested for forging a doctors note. She was trying to get the pills she was addicted to. Yes, my mother was a drug addict. She hid this for three years, taking almost 60 pills a day. She should have died from the amount of pills she was consuming, but she didn't.With bail, my mom came home, and then was swept into the hospital. Now, she is in AA with my dad. AA is good because they allow both alcholics and addicts. They got to meetings everyday, and I'm proud of her, but we don't talk much.

Here's where Maximum Ride comes in. Well, I was so alone, for the last two months. I didn't have parents anymore, at least that's what I felt. The only way I could escape this horrible reality, was with reading. When I picked up Maximum Ride, I immediatly felt at home. The love the flock felt for one another, allowed me to believe that it still existed somewhere out there. Then, Max and the gang fought back and continuesly fought the evil of this world. That's what I want to do. Since addiction runs in my veins, I have a 50% chance of becoming an alcholic, drug addict, or smoker (yes, both my parents smok as well) I am going to fight all temptation and all the evils of this world. With Max as my strength I know I can do it. See, Max is my idol. I look to her for advice. I know she will never hurt me the way others had. And the flock will always accept me, not metter what. I gained so much from this book that it's hard to put it into words. James Patterson is my saviour, and I will never forget Maximum Ride!

So now you know. That's my life.