monster mother
i am so sick of being told what a horrible person i am. i work all day long, come home for less than an hour and go to another job because she wont let me quit working at wegmans. wanna know why? because the money goes to her. and she "depends on it". i am so sick of working there. my time can be much better spent. i also put up most of the christmas decorations by myself. she decided what boxes she wanted to bring up from the basement, and then I hauled them up. and then i put up both the family and thomas' christmas tree, fixed them both because they didnt wanna light, and then i set up most of the santas by myself. while she decorated both trees. i also got out all the christmas dishes and washed them and i also set up all the freakin Nativity sets that the woman has. i mean.. my gosh. i ran circles around her. and then ontop of it all i cooked dinner and cleaned it up so that she could sit on her ass and watch monster jam with thomas.
and then tonight she gets home late and was like.." i thought you would have started dinner" well..i didnt know what time you were going to get home because you never bothered to call me and when i called you you didnt answer. so...uhm..how do you suppose that i would know when to start dinner and/or have it ready? and then she gets made at me because i need MY thumb drive and she forgot hers at work. so..she wanted to borrow mine until tomorrow. however i need mine to bring something to work to be printed. heaven forbid that i would need something of my OWN for MY purposes.
and then she tells me that i am "so wasteful" because she bought me another thumb drive for school last semester, and i didnt bother to unpack it from my school bins. what would be the point for me to do that if i still have one that has so much room on one thumb drive. Heaven Forbid.
i can not wait to leave this house. i really wanna move out and be on my own because she is bringing me down. and she wonders why i cant get myself out of this depression. its not because i dont go and talk to someone every 2 weeks anymore. its because i am constantly being reminded how horrible of a person i am and how much i am like my father. things that i love to hear on a daily basis. joy.
and then tonight she gets home late and was like.." i thought you would have started dinner" well..i didnt know what time you were going to get home because you never bothered to call me and when i called you you didnt answer. so...uhm..how do you suppose that i would know when to start dinner and/or have it ready? and then she gets made at me because i need MY thumb drive and she forgot hers at work. so..she wanted to borrow mine until tomorrow. however i need mine to bring something to work to be printed. heaven forbid that i would need something of my OWN for MY purposes.
and then she tells me that i am "so wasteful" because she bought me another thumb drive for school last semester, and i didnt bother to unpack it from my school bins. what would be the point for me to do that if i still have one that has so much room on one thumb drive. Heaven Forbid.
i can not wait to leave this house. i really wanna move out and be on my own because she is bringing me down. and she wonders why i cant get myself out of this depression. its not because i dont go and talk to someone every 2 weeks anymore. its because i am constantly being reminded how horrible of a person i am and how much i am like my father. things that i love to hear on a daily basis. joy.