READ IT ALL OR DONT READ IT AT ALL!!!
read it all or don't read it at all!
I'd just like to thank whoever feels it necessary to call my mom and tell her the things I say on the internet for getting me SPRAYED IN THE FACE with WINDOW CLEANER and called a (and this is a direct quote) "Crazy phycho bitch" and when I called the police she only took one thing from it shes "Spoiling" me so I no longer have a ride to work, instead I have to get up LONG before i normally would to make sure i'm awake and ready enough to ride the bus for 2 hours to get to work on time. THANK YOU!
Go ahead and keep calling my mom! DO IT! But NEXT TIME read the whole damn thing... I may say i want to kill myself sometimes... but ya know what? A trained professional (aka the psych i went to for a while) decided that those are only thoughts i get when I'm highly stressed out and wouldn't actually act on them... they're just an escape from reality.
They also thought that (and I'm 100% behind this thought) that my MOTHER is about 90% of what stresses me out so bad.
YEAH ASSHOLE!
So the person who you're telling parts of what i say on the internet to (aka my mother) is the main cause or at least the catalyst for what I've said. Thankyou for pissing off the person who's pissed off at me most of the time anyhow!
And just to let you all know, my mother dosent ask me about it when you say something... she dosen't even yell at me then... she wouldn't dare bother ask me whats worng! NO! She waits untill we get in an argument and then uses it as an excuse to call me a "crazy bitch" and "fucked up" and a "psycho bitch" and tell me that everyone knows i'm crazy, and that I need to be drugged up or I need to "move the fuck out" of the house. And I'm not allowed to take anything I've bought with my own work money or received as a present... because everything in the house 'is hers'. I get what's on my ass and if that doesent include my medication or glasses or my wallet and ID so i can go to work then it sucks to be me.
I think you would enjoy this sorta thing too if you had a parent who would demean you and call you names and hit you and try to call the police on you if I told them the things you say when you're pissed.
HELL! You can ask her about what I'm saying here... but I'm letting you know she's going to deny everything or tell you that I'm being a "drama queen" about things and that things aren't that bad. but go on ahead.... Make my day worse. I'm pretty sure she wants me out of the house by the end of the month even though i haven't the money nor a place to stay.
OH! and thank you for letting me get stomped on! My back and ribs feel AWESOME!
I'd just like to thank whoever feels it necessary to call my mom and tell her the things I say on the internet for getting me SPRAYED IN THE FACE with WINDOW CLEANER and called a (and this is a direct quote) "Crazy phycho bitch" and when I called the police she only took one thing from it shes "Spoiling" me so I no longer have a ride to work, instead I have to get up LONG before i normally would to make sure i'm awake and ready enough to ride the bus for 2 hours to get to work on time. THANK YOU!
Go ahead and keep calling my mom! DO IT! But NEXT TIME read the whole damn thing... I may say i want to kill myself sometimes... but ya know what? A trained professional (aka the psych i went to for a while) decided that those are only thoughts i get when I'm highly stressed out and wouldn't actually act on them... they're just an escape from reality.
They also thought that (and I'm 100% behind this thought) that my MOTHER is about 90% of what stresses me out so bad.
YEAH ASSHOLE!
So the person who you're telling parts of what i say on the internet to (aka my mother) is the main cause or at least the catalyst for what I've said. Thankyou for pissing off the person who's pissed off at me most of the time anyhow!
And just to let you all know, my mother dosent ask me about it when you say something... she dosen't even yell at me then... she wouldn't dare bother ask me whats worng! NO! She waits untill we get in an argument and then uses it as an excuse to call me a "crazy bitch" and "fucked up" and a "psycho bitch" and tell me that everyone knows i'm crazy, and that I need to be drugged up or I need to "move the fuck out" of the house. And I'm not allowed to take anything I've bought with my own work money or received as a present... because everything in the house 'is hers'. I get what's on my ass and if that doesent include my medication or glasses or my wallet and ID so i can go to work then it sucks to be me.
I think you would enjoy this sorta thing too if you had a parent who would demean you and call you names and hit you and try to call the police on you if I told them the things you say when you're pissed.
HELL! You can ask her about what I'm saying here... but I'm letting you know she's going to deny everything or tell you that I'm being a "drama queen" about things and that things aren't that bad. but go on ahead.... Make my day worse. I'm pretty sure she wants me out of the house by the end of the month even though i haven't the money nor a place to stay.
OH! and thank you for letting me get stomped on! My back and ribs feel AWESOME!