The Real Peter Parker
Well-Known Member
March 20, 1982
[End of March 20, 1982 Entry]Things have been very rocky between Butch and I. It's time I wonder how long we can gon with all the arguments we've been having. I have just about given up hope on our relationship. He's so demanding and forceful anymore that I'm not sure what he really wants from. He gets so uptight about things and then he doesn't want to talk about them. It's really a trying situation for me. I'm not sure what to do anymore. I'm not even sure who I love and who I don't or if I'm even myself. I feel so confused. I need someone to talk with but I'm not sure there is anyone. None of my friends understand. I wish there was some way that I could part everything out. I feel so dissatisfied with everything and everyone around me. I sent an Easter card to Jello and Randy. I am hoping that they'll get there and that Jello & Randy will get their cards. I can't believe how often that I think of Randy. I didn't think that his friendship had meant so much to me. I am sort of hoping Randy will call me but not charge the call to me. If he sends me a postcard from Las Vegas I'll be very happy. I'm sure Butch won't be to happy if he sends me anything but he'll get over it. I sometimes worry that Butch has been reading this little book with all my notes and all. If he is he probably gets the wrong impressions of things. Oh well! I can't really stop him. I can't wait until my birthday. I'll be 19 years old. Finally getting a job because they finally don't think I'm old enough or mature enough. People seems to think that with age comes maturity but that's not always true. I want a job so bad. Why can't I get one? I must be stupid, ugly, uncoordinated, or bad. I've tried for months and I don't have anything but disappointments to show for it. I wrote a letter to Benny and sent it as I mentioned the other day and when I think about it I wish I would have had the nerve to mention that I'd like some help from him in getting a car or sending me some money to have my dentist paid off. For some reason I continually have the urge to move out and get away from everyone. I am wondering what Mom would do if I did that. If I had a job that would be possible but I don't have a job. I can't believe all that is happening. Butch is supposed to be getting $6.00 an hour sometime here soon at the Mercury. When he does I'll be cut totally from SRS and that also means that I must find a job. Getting someone to hire me is close to impossible though. Nobody seems interested enough. Butch hasn't received a letter or a call from his parents in Months. At least not since Christmas. His grandmother in Carolina called while I was away but that was all.