As I mentioned in my last entry, my new years was really depressing.
First, I had to cut my vacation short because I had to do some last-minute things before school started. I was really kicking myself about how bad my procrastination is that I took away my own vacation time. At the same time, though I was getting sick of Virginia. The bitter cold is very depressing, especially when I've got my skin condition. My skin was so dry that it cracked and bled. I was also sick, injured my knee, had burnt my tongue, and was breaking out really bad. It's not like I was in a world of pain, but I was definitely in a world of feeling really crappy. I guess I was feeling the winter blues. It's so much easier for me to be pessimistic when it's cold.
I really didn't feel comfortable staying at Jojo's house. My most vivid memory of staying there was when we got home and when we both went to bless his mom, the first thing she did was scold us and tell us to go to confession. As if we had been out all day doing ritualistic killing or something! I cried to Jojo and told him how much I didn't want to be there and that I really wanted to stay at my mom's house. He wouldn't listen. I have never felt so un-welcomed in someone's house in my life.
Because of a huge delay I ended up flying back to Hawaii on new years' eve. In the whole process I had lost my phone. I didn't sleep on the 5 hour flight back home so that it would be easier for me to adjust to the time difference. We had a family party that night like we always do for NYE. I was so jet-lagged and dizzy that I was basically a loner and fell asleep by myself on the couch. Being with family is depressing too. Going through the frustration of my sister not developing correctly makes me become more introverted than I already am. I'm too shame to open up and be the real me around my family when I know I've got a sister who I need to make sure doesn't get teased by her cousins. That night I had become so depressed about the whole situation. I thought to myself that if my parents were still together and I wasn't in the situation I was in, I'd probably feel a lot more comfortable around my family. It makes me so sad that I can't enjoy myself around my family and they never see the real me.
On new years' day I was talking to Jojo on AIM, of course, since I had lost my phone. He told me that he had confronted his mom about me. About how she treats me like the devil's spawn and that I need to be saved. Her response broke my heart and proved that I was right about all the things she probably thinks of me. Basically, I am not welcomed into their family unless I convert to Catholicism and act like the perfect Filipina prototype. Apparently, Jojo's not allowed to marry other races or beliefs. They must be converted. Hearing these things shattered me. How can someone be so biased, naive and ignorant? Just because I don't dress normal and don't go to church doesn't make me a bad person. I'm so disheartened that it always brings me to tears when I think about it. Jo and I are already having a rough time as it is. Does his mom decide our fate? Or should we keep fighting? I can't possibly marry someone if I don't get along with their family. Jojo doesn't see how important that is to me. His solution is to move out of his house. But you can't and shouldn't run from family. He's all about temporary solutions for long-term problems, whereas I like to get things at the root of the problem and never deal with it again.
I don't know where I stand with Jojo right now. We are not necessarily together but we still love each other and are still "attached". He's still trying to court me all over again but we've got so many obstacles that I'm just too tired to overcome. And the question always asks, does his mother decide our fate or do we keep fighting blindly?