OMFG
Yeah so I'm going to be late to my first class today for writing this. I really don't care. I've hit that nasty depressed thing that I get occasionally. Of course, it doesn't help that yesterday, my mom COMPLETELY FUCKING FREAKED OUT ON ME and started talking about going to the state mental hospital. I took a big step in telling her I had to go to work instead of going over there to sit with her through a GD PANIC ATTACK, and I told my b/f about it. Well guess what, instead of really getting any support, I got an apologetic message saying that he knew he had no reason to, but he felt very protective of my mom because she didn't seem to be able to be on her own. This after not two fucking weeks ago he lambasted me over how he can't abide by someone like this.
You know what? I'm fucking confused, and somehow I get the sensation a line has been crossed; therefore, I'm really fucking angry right now.
I don't know how to process this. I'm going to go kill something inanimate.
You know what? I'm fucking confused, and somehow I get the sensation a line has been crossed; therefore, I'm really fucking angry right now.
I don't know how to process this. I'm going to go kill something inanimate.