Having an absolutely wretched day
I've lost my pocket watch. I loved it. It was pewter finish with a flower and vine pattern all around it. It had a skeleton face with glass. A real wind-up one where the back popped out so you could see the mechanics. I thought it was in my jewelry box. I could have sworn it was. But I can't find it. Beginning to think it's lost forever. I tend to lose things I really like. That's just me luck I guess. I'll never be able to find one like it again that I can afford. It was just beautiful.
I was trying to get my mother to help me and she wasn't being very nice. Just keeps yelling about what a mess the house is and how anybody can stand to live in this condition is beyond her. Even though she's the pack rat and all the mess is hers. Just once I would have liked a compassionate, "I'm sorry, little one (that's what she calls me when she's not being insufferable.) I know how much you loved that watch. We'll try to find you something to replace it with." When I said I wanted to go to the store we bought it at tomorrow and look for another one, she had a temper tantrum and threw a basket. Hit me in the knee and hurt like hell. My mother and I are both rather highly strung people (that's a polite euphemism for very bitchy and touchy).
And I got my period today and I have cramps and my back hurts and . . . . I'm whining, I know. I wish I could just have a good old cry but even that would be more hurtful than helpful. My eczema and dermagraphia are acting up and my skin is really dry from all the cold weather and artificial heat. My cheeks are cracked and bloody and welped. It looks really gross and I can't use anything to cover it up. And the welps won't go down for several days. Crying is very painful and just makes it worse. The only thing that feels good right now is to put my face in a sink of cold water.
Really want my watch and for my face to start healing and my mother to calm down. I need a hug.
I was trying to get my mother to help me and she wasn't being very nice. Just keeps yelling about what a mess the house is and how anybody can stand to live in this condition is beyond her. Even though she's the pack rat and all the mess is hers. Just once I would have liked a compassionate, "I'm sorry, little one (that's what she calls me when she's not being insufferable.) I know how much you loved that watch. We'll try to find you something to replace it with." When I said I wanted to go to the store we bought it at tomorrow and look for another one, she had a temper tantrum and threw a basket. Hit me in the knee and hurt like hell. My mother and I are both rather highly strung people (that's a polite euphemism for very bitchy and touchy).
And I got my period today and I have cramps and my back hurts and . . . . I'm whining, I know. I wish I could just have a good old cry but even that would be more hurtful than helpful. My eczema and dermagraphia are acting up and my skin is really dry from all the cold weather and artificial heat. My cheeks are cracked and bloody and welped. It looks really gross and I can't use anything to cover it up. And the welps won't go down for several days. Crying is very painful and just makes it worse. The only thing that feels good right now is to put my face in a sink of cold water.
Really want my watch and for my face to start healing and my mother to calm down. I need a hug.