I think 25 is worse that 20
My 25th birthday was monday.
it sucked, in all kinds of ways.
To start with, it was raining. Torrents of rain and wind. I could barely leave the house.
I did leave the house though.
I found out I failed the CSET again. I just can't seem to finish. (I have decided to re-take the exam, but I will be requesting special treatment: the ability to take a break to eat food durring the test.--with hypo, my brin goes off and I go into fight or flight mode to get my blood sugar back up to normal)
The fact that I failed, even though I knew I had left a whole answer blank, really upset me.
I tried to go shopping at the mall. I hate shopping.
I spent $77 on makeup.
I returned it all a few hours later.
I was late in the rain to pick up my son from school. I'm a bad selfish mother.
I had class at night.
I left my phone at home.
I had to use a payphone to re-confirm my plans with a girlfriend.
Yesterday I was supposed to celebrate with my parents. I made a lunch date. I enjoy being out in daylight. My parents, evidently, do not.
my mother never called to re-schedule, instead after calling a few times, waiting around ready I called at 12:30, hungry. My mom was still on the phone in bed talking, and wouldn't talk to my dad. My dad didn't want to come meet me.
I was defeated.
I had to go by their house to get my boots. I bought my self ivory leather boots. Yes they are amazing.
My mom wanted me to come UP stairs, and give her a kiss. That bitch.
NO Thank you. I was in a rush, I really just wanted the boots. I told her I had to go.
She was angry.
I told her she missed my birthday, and didn't have the respect to call me, I wasn't going to condone her behavior.
she tried to call me, and B-lame my father. It was his fault afterall, she had said something to him at some point which meant that it was his job to do something about scheuling, or talking or communicating. none of which were comprehensible.
Whatever, right.
She shut off my phone that night.
I guess I will not be visiting her for christmas. I'm considering mailing her presents, despite the fact that she lives 30 minutes away.
I want to cut her out. Out of my life.
I'm sick of being around mental illness.
Especially since she isn't getting help.
Are manipulation, hoarding and cruelty the signs of a mental illness?
EIther way. I got a new phone today.Goodbyemother.
This can't be held over me anymore
nothing can.
I'm walking away.
it sucked, in all kinds of ways.
To start with, it was raining. Torrents of rain and wind. I could barely leave the house.
I did leave the house though.
I found out I failed the CSET again. I just can't seem to finish. (I have decided to re-take the exam, but I will be requesting special treatment: the ability to take a break to eat food durring the test.--with hypo, my brin goes off and I go into fight or flight mode to get my blood sugar back up to normal)
The fact that I failed, even though I knew I had left a whole answer blank, really upset me.
I tried to go shopping at the mall. I hate shopping.
I spent $77 on makeup.
I returned it all a few hours later.
I was late in the rain to pick up my son from school. I'm a bad selfish mother.
I had class at night.
I left my phone at home.
I had to use a payphone to re-confirm my plans with a girlfriend.
Yesterday I was supposed to celebrate with my parents. I made a lunch date. I enjoy being out in daylight. My parents, evidently, do not.
my mother never called to re-schedule, instead after calling a few times, waiting around ready I called at 12:30, hungry. My mom was still on the phone in bed talking, and wouldn't talk to my dad. My dad didn't want to come meet me.
I was defeated.
I had to go by their house to get my boots. I bought my self ivory leather boots. Yes they are amazing.
My mom wanted me to come UP stairs, and give her a kiss. That bitch.
NO Thank you. I was in a rush, I really just wanted the boots. I told her I had to go.
She was angry.
I told her she missed my birthday, and didn't have the respect to call me, I wasn't going to condone her behavior.
she tried to call me, and B-lame my father. It was his fault afterall, she had said something to him at some point which meant that it was his job to do something about scheuling, or talking or communicating. none of which were comprehensible.
Whatever, right.
She shut off my phone that night.
I guess I will not be visiting her for christmas. I'm considering mailing her presents, despite the fact that she lives 30 minutes away.
I want to cut her out. Out of my life.
I'm sick of being around mental illness.
Especially since she isn't getting help.
Are manipulation, hoarding and cruelty the signs of a mental illness?
EIther way. I got a new phone today.Goodbyemother.
This can't be held over me anymore
nothing can.
I'm walking away.