Its wonderful to know your own mother is just waiting for you to die.

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Today was a awful day, I had to go to the Dr since I got a superficial blood clot 2 Mondays ago also got recently diagnosed with having a “Magnesium deficiency” and I also have a small bout of bronchitis and I got 5 prescriptions everything from coumadin to norco pain meds to the Z-pak for my bronchitis..On the way down to Methodist my mom was bitching at me about always having to take me to the Drs and about what a stupid ass worthless bitch I am, and how my fiance is poor and she wanted me to use my looks to get a rich boyfriend and how she hated all my exs even the good ones, she went on and on about Chris and George and she was also mad that I haven't memorized my cell phone number yet, see every day she uses it, as she wont spend the money to buy her own so she uses mine a lot, and yeah I have been lazy about learning it, but I haven't so she yelled at me about that, and I told her she should get her own, and then she went on about how could she I spend all her money which is BS I said look you had 1500 on the first I spent 113 on my medicine that’s it! How does that make 1500? She spends her money like water and most of the time on stuff she never even uses so needless to say I was getting really depressed, but thank fully I got to the hospital, after I found out all I need to with my superficial blood clot and what to do about my pain ie pain pills and what to do about my bronchitis, I left and went down stairs where my mom first started up again bitching at me, and how she couldn't afford my coumadin or pain meds which are cheap, I said I would pay for it as I had 25 bucks, so on the way she bitched about how she hates dealing with me, and that shes just waiting for me to die cause once I m dead she can be happy and at peace “and that everyone is just waiting for me to die” and get it over with, but that God has to curse her with keeping me alive, so needless to say that made me depressed and I had to take my anxiety medicine, and now I wonder how many others who or really just sick of having to deal with an ill person and just waiting for me to die?

Well with this condition, I will die soon enough where everyone can be happy, at this rate I doubt I will make it to 40.