Women aren't very nice, as the media would have you believe. Another rant.
Welp, I've had a helluva busy...month?
How long has it been since I've written
on here?
Anyways, things are okay. I'm about done
with school, as I can't afford the rest of
my classes right now. So that means I will
be looking for a job. I'm calling a shop
in Puyallup either tommorrow or Monday.
Hopefully, they will have work for me.
I have to be able to support myself now,
as Charles and I are broken up. I'm sort
of sad, but I'm doing okay. He's been
generous and is letting me stay untill
I find work and can get out on my own.
If I can't find anything here that I can
support myself on, I'll have to go back
to California. But I'm sure I can find
something. So I'm not too concerned.
Well, maybe a little...
At least it was amicable. We both really
want to stay friends, and we still care
about each other greatly. We just realized
that our personality differences conflict
too much. Meh. It wasn't meant to be, and
that's okay.
I'm not telling a whole lot of people though,
because every time I tell anyone anything, they
think I want to talk about it. I don't. I really
really, really don't. I'm fine; I really am.
It's so annoying to have to repeat that to
people. They don't believe me,and the next person
to bother me about it is being cutoff.
This is why I can't talk to my mom. I can't
tell her anything because she assumes that I'm
like she is , and that I want to talk about it.
I just want to scream at her "NO! I don't want to
fucking talk. I'm fine with it, what I'm NOT fine
with is you bugging the shit out of me about it.
It's between me and him and none of yours or anyone
else's business. Shut up. I'm not like you. I don't
pretend to be okay with something when I'm not. If
I'm hurting, I will tell you, but even then, I won't
want to talk to you about it, because you tell me how
I should feel and I resent that greatly." It's really
irritating. So yeah, there's my mommy issue right
there. Can't talk to her about a goddamn thing without
her making assumptions about how I feel. That kind
of thing pisses me off more than just about anything
in the world. It's like a form of control or something.
Nothing in the world pisses me off more than people
trying to control me and telling me how to be.
I know she doesn't do it on purpose, but that makes
it worse, because I can't call her on anything without
her crying.
Otherwise, I'm pretty close to my mom. I just wish
she didn't have those habits. I think she thinks
she's being helpful and understanding, because
the media and pop psychology tells her she is, but
really, it just irritates me.
The funniest thing is, most of my guy friends, and most
guys I know (save for my ex) don't want to control me,
they accept me as is. It's the women in my life who
are always being "sensitive" by telling me "oh you must
feel like (blank)" No, I mustn't feel like (blank),
don't make assumptions that I'm like you, or that
I react to things like you, you demented bitch.
We have nothing in common, fuck off.
Or it was my other female friends, telling me (jokingly,
supposedly) that I suck. Maybe I'm too sensitive, but
when you hear it enough times, it fucks with your head.
So no, I don't buy that bullshit that women are more
understanding, or more sensitive, or nicer. It's b.s.
ALL my guy friends love me. They don't want me to change.
They accept me as is, and I love them for who they are too.
I don't tell them how they do or should feel. I don't tell
them who they should be. I think they are awesome the
way they are and they treat me the same. My boys rock.
Lifetime-Television for retards.
How long has it been since I've written
on here?
Anyways, things are okay. I'm about done
with school, as I can't afford the rest of
my classes right now. So that means I will
be looking for a job. I'm calling a shop
in Puyallup either tommorrow or Monday.
Hopefully, they will have work for me.
I have to be able to support myself now,
as Charles and I are broken up. I'm sort
of sad, but I'm doing okay. He's been
generous and is letting me stay untill
I find work and can get out on my own.
If I can't find anything here that I can
support myself on, I'll have to go back
to California. But I'm sure I can find
something. So I'm not too concerned.
Well, maybe a little...
At least it was amicable. We both really
want to stay friends, and we still care
about each other greatly. We just realized
that our personality differences conflict
too much. Meh. It wasn't meant to be, and
that's okay.
I'm not telling a whole lot of people though,
because every time I tell anyone anything, they
think I want to talk about it. I don't. I really
really, really don't. I'm fine; I really am.
It's so annoying to have to repeat that to
people. They don't believe me,and the next person
to bother me about it is being cutoff.
This is why I can't talk to my mom. I can't
tell her anything because she assumes that I'm
like she is , and that I want to talk about it.
I just want to scream at her "NO! I don't want to
fucking talk. I'm fine with it, what I'm NOT fine
with is you bugging the shit out of me about it.
It's between me and him and none of yours or anyone
else's business. Shut up. I'm not like you. I don't
pretend to be okay with something when I'm not. If
I'm hurting, I will tell you, but even then, I won't
want to talk to you about it, because you tell me how
I should feel and I resent that greatly." It's really
irritating. So yeah, there's my mommy issue right
there. Can't talk to her about a goddamn thing without
her making assumptions about how I feel. That kind
of thing pisses me off more than just about anything
in the world. It's like a form of control or something.
Nothing in the world pisses me off more than people
trying to control me and telling me how to be.
I know she doesn't do it on purpose, but that makes
it worse, because I can't call her on anything without
her crying.
Otherwise, I'm pretty close to my mom. I just wish
she didn't have those habits. I think she thinks
she's being helpful and understanding, because
the media and pop psychology tells her she is, but
really, it just irritates me.
The funniest thing is, most of my guy friends, and most
guys I know (save for my ex) don't want to control me,
they accept me as is. It's the women in my life who
are always being "sensitive" by telling me "oh you must
feel like (blank)" No, I mustn't feel like (blank),
don't make assumptions that I'm like you, or that
I react to things like you, you demented bitch.
We have nothing in common, fuck off.
Or it was my other female friends, telling me (jokingly,
supposedly) that I suck. Maybe I'm too sensitive, but
when you hear it enough times, it fucks with your head.
So no, I don't buy that bullshit that women are more
understanding, or more sensitive, or nicer. It's b.s.
ALL my guy friends love me. They don't want me to change.
They accept me as is, and I love them for who they are too.
I don't tell them how they do or should feel. I don't tell
them who they should be. I think they are awesome the
way they are and they treat me the same. My boys rock.
Lifetime-Television for retards.