Because I felt like it, best reason ever.
Well I dont post in here because I lack anything to say, well I have something to say:
I QUIT!!!
...err, my job that is. I put in my two weeks notice yesterday.
I should be at work now finishing out said two weeks but it happens I just didnt go in today. Kinda like I tried yesterday. For the same reason I tried yesterday. I dont get no sleep at night.
I know joy will read this, heck she may be the first to read this, but that is okay. She needs to hear it too, without being able to stop me in my tracks with her crying.
Last night we went to bed around 2ish I think. First thing joy does is start making whimpering noises for hours. I try to hold her and cuddle a little, as much as I could with the headache I had. she just keeps making these sad little noises. She says she doesnt know whats wrong, not that she would tell me anyways at that point. It keeps getting worse, and finally I rollver awayy from her to get comfortable and she takes a dive off the bed onto the floor.
No I mean she just gets her feet under her and then lets them go loose so she can make the ludest most dramatic fall possible. then she starts otright crying as loud as she possibly can. I try to ask her whats wrong she just yells incomprehensible things at me and would later deny the few that I did understand on the grounds of she didnt even remember saying them.
Eventually she gets back on the bed and then a while later does the same thing. This time I get on the floor with her to try to cheer her up.
At this point my headache has gotten so bad I feel nautious and its aroudn 5am. I am half holding her half slumped on the floor drooling and trying not to puke. I finally get her to stop crying long enough for her to use the classic, "If you dont know whats wrong, you will never get it." Eventually she also starts screaming "I need you."
I have no idea how she needs me anymore than what she already has. Most of this as far as I can tell is because I have a short attention span and it is hard to get my attention when I am playing video games, reading, or whatnot. Something she has known for a long time. I came home from work yesterday and read a comic book and then played a video game. at one point she sat down in the chair near the computer and I passed her the comic book. She said she apparently said something to get my attention, I dont remember this. Apparently she feels alone.
Now you may be feeling sorry for her at this point, don't. This is the biggest pot of fucking melodrama out of her yet. I am sick of this shit. Everytime I don't do what she wants, am doing something else, or any number of other minor letdowns to her joy-centric universe she fucking turns it into an all night cry fest.
And I end up getting no goddamned sleep. Not that I get much anyways, sleeping has turned into being a fucking teddy bear until she is asleep. Until I have satisfactorily held her for hours, no facing away from her, both arms around her, and most of her weight on top of me do I get sleep. If I fail to do any of those things, I can expect many pathetic whimpering noises till I do. I get crying and staying up till 4-5 in the morning at least 3 days a week.
I have lost my focus writing all this, I may add more later. I just dont want to finish.
I QUIT!!!
...err, my job that is. I put in my two weeks notice yesterday.
I should be at work now finishing out said two weeks but it happens I just didnt go in today. Kinda like I tried yesterday. For the same reason I tried yesterday. I dont get no sleep at night.
I know joy will read this, heck she may be the first to read this, but that is okay. She needs to hear it too, without being able to stop me in my tracks with her crying.
Last night we went to bed around 2ish I think. First thing joy does is start making whimpering noises for hours. I try to hold her and cuddle a little, as much as I could with the headache I had. she just keeps making these sad little noises. She says she doesnt know whats wrong, not that she would tell me anyways at that point. It keeps getting worse, and finally I rollver awayy from her to get comfortable and she takes a dive off the bed onto the floor.
No I mean she just gets her feet under her and then lets them go loose so she can make the ludest most dramatic fall possible. then she starts otright crying as loud as she possibly can. I try to ask her whats wrong she just yells incomprehensible things at me and would later deny the few that I did understand on the grounds of she didnt even remember saying them.
Eventually she gets back on the bed and then a while later does the same thing. This time I get on the floor with her to try to cheer her up.
At this point my headache has gotten so bad I feel nautious and its aroudn 5am. I am half holding her half slumped on the floor drooling and trying not to puke. I finally get her to stop crying long enough for her to use the classic, "If you dont know whats wrong, you will never get it." Eventually she also starts screaming "I need you."
I have no idea how she needs me anymore than what she already has. Most of this as far as I can tell is because I have a short attention span and it is hard to get my attention when I am playing video games, reading, or whatnot. Something she has known for a long time. I came home from work yesterday and read a comic book and then played a video game. at one point she sat down in the chair near the computer and I passed her the comic book. She said she apparently said something to get my attention, I dont remember this. Apparently she feels alone.
Now you may be feeling sorry for her at this point, don't. This is the biggest pot of fucking melodrama out of her yet. I am sick of this shit. Everytime I don't do what she wants, am doing something else, or any number of other minor letdowns to her joy-centric universe she fucking turns it into an all night cry fest.
And I end up getting no goddamned sleep. Not that I get much anyways, sleeping has turned into being a fucking teddy bear until she is asleep. Until I have satisfactorily held her for hours, no facing away from her, both arms around her, and most of her weight on top of me do I get sleep. If I fail to do any of those things, I can expect many pathetic whimpering noises till I do. I get crying and staying up till 4-5 in the morning at least 3 days a week.
I have lost my focus writing all this, I may add more later. I just dont want to finish.