I fucking hate my life, and damn near every fucking thing in it.
*** Well I'm going to say this now, this was all venting, extream venting. I was so angry and depressed that I just wrote down whatever came into my mind. Going back and re reading it I realized that this isn't who I am, nor is it something I want to make myself out to be, because this angry person isn't me.. it's stress and depression**
Well I started my new job... that is probably the last GOOD thing your gonna read in this one.
Lets see.... Oh yeah I got fucking food poisoning at the beginning of last week, that fucking sucked.
Oh yeah and I'm dating one of the biggest ass holes on the fucking planet!
I'm so fucking sick of the way he always makes me feel like every goddamned thing that goes wrong in HIS life is MY FAULT!!!!!
Fuck him! I'm tired of being his fucking blame dog.
YOu know I tried to do fucking everything his way the last several days... even today I did everything his way, then when it was time for us to go over to my parents house, he has already settled into playing a fucking game! And when I try and get him to quit it he gets fucking pissed at me! You know if it where the other fucking way around, and it was ME that was screwing around when there was somewhere HE wanted to go... I would be the bad guy, but I can't get mad when he pulls that shit! OHHH FUCKING NO! I'm not fucking allowed!!!!
So we had a better time at my parents house, we had both cheered up a bunch which had me feeling better and better. So my Dad said before we leave to call my grandmother... who when I get on the phone with her informs me that she has bugs crawling all over her and then cries and hangs up on me. Dad called her back and we got some more information about it. I'm freaked out and scared, depressed on top of it all. SO on our way back to the apartment from this Chad and I where talking about the diffrent things we have to put up with in eachother. He names a few good things about himself, and then I go to say something about myself and he ads something along the lines of escessive bitching...........
So I start crying, and I mean I'm fucking bawling... and now I'm so fucking pissed at him I'm ready to tell him to go sleep in his fucking car and start looking for a new fucking place to live.
And you know what.. I don't give a fuck anymore... I'm tired of taking so much verbal abbuse from him.
~ Melinda ~
Well I started my new job... that is probably the last GOOD thing your gonna read in this one.
Lets see.... Oh yeah I got fucking food poisoning at the beginning of last week, that fucking sucked.
Oh yeah and I'm dating one of the biggest ass holes on the fucking planet!
I'm so fucking sick of the way he always makes me feel like every goddamned thing that goes wrong in HIS life is MY FAULT!!!!!
Fuck him! I'm tired of being his fucking blame dog.
YOu know I tried to do fucking everything his way the last several days... even today I did everything his way, then when it was time for us to go over to my parents house, he has already settled into playing a fucking game! And when I try and get him to quit it he gets fucking pissed at me! You know if it where the other fucking way around, and it was ME that was screwing around when there was somewhere HE wanted to go... I would be the bad guy, but I can't get mad when he pulls that shit! OHHH FUCKING NO! I'm not fucking allowed!!!!
So we had a better time at my parents house, we had both cheered up a bunch which had me feeling better and better. So my Dad said before we leave to call my grandmother... who when I get on the phone with her informs me that she has bugs crawling all over her and then cries and hangs up on me. Dad called her back and we got some more information about it. I'm freaked out and scared, depressed on top of it all. SO on our way back to the apartment from this Chad and I where talking about the diffrent things we have to put up with in eachother. He names a few good things about himself, and then I go to say something about myself and he ads something along the lines of escessive bitching...........
So I start crying, and I mean I'm fucking bawling... and now I'm so fucking pissed at him I'm ready to tell him to go sleep in his fucking car and start looking for a new fucking place to live.
And you know what.. I don't give a fuck anymore... I'm tired of taking so much verbal abbuse from him.
~ Melinda ~