I Hate Crying
So I make one little comment about Babymama coming over to help pack her shit & move it to her storge space. I just want her to use her car so maybe if I put a little less strain on my car it'll breakdown in Bumfuck, FL instead of Assrape, GA. I get my head bitten off. All about how "None of this is her fault". Excuse me? Her shit. She left the household to be supported on my income. How is ANY of this NOT her fault. So while I finish washing HER dishes (because even though she no longer wants to be part of our house she wants to be able to drop in & demand entertainment from us when she's bored) I get yelled at.
I go take a nap. I went to bed at 2 after pouring her drunk ass into her car (& believe me, I'm okay with being a whoreable person because I wished she had crashed into a telephone pole lastnight). I woke up at 6 so I could finish my affairs here. I'm tired. 5 minutes into my nap my door bangs open.
"What are you doing?"
"Napping"
"Why?"
"I'm tired"
"You can't be mad at her"
"You can't tell me how to feel. 'Member, I'm a real person now."
I wait for the explosion. The 'RARW HULK ANGRY. HULK SMASH'. Instead He climbs in to bed with me. Keep in mind I sleep in a twin sized bed. We are close. He wraps me in a hug. This is the 3rd time in the 13 months that we've known eachother that this has happened. & Fuck it. I cry. Bawl. Let loose like an infant.
It was such a Fight Club moment.
I go take a nap. I went to bed at 2 after pouring her drunk ass into her car (& believe me, I'm okay with being a whoreable person because I wished she had crashed into a telephone pole lastnight). I woke up at 6 so I could finish my affairs here. I'm tired. 5 minutes into my nap my door bangs open.
"What are you doing?"
"Napping"
"Why?"
"I'm tired"
"You can't be mad at her"
"You can't tell me how to feel. 'Member, I'm a real person now."
I wait for the explosion. The 'RARW HULK ANGRY. HULK SMASH'. Instead He climbs in to bed with me. Keep in mind I sleep in a twin sized bed. We are close. He wraps me in a hug. This is the 3rd time in the 13 months that we've known eachother that this has happened. & Fuck it. I cry. Bawl. Let loose like an infant.
It was such a Fight Club moment.