my life aquatic

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i have a serious problem. it's not the type of issue that can be disputed and resolved. no form of medication or therapy can ease the pain. i don't even think it's really a problem (denial is the first sign) - more of a deep seated anxiety over my lifetime of struggles and the complexities involved. more advertently, my daily struggles. things like not being comfortable with paint thinner openly residing within several inches of my child's face. or someone leaving television or light on in a room or closet where no one is appreciating the luxury of electricity. or a pointless, overpriced stuffed animal that plays obnoxious music at the touch of a button..and doesn't stop. stock piles of processed meat and ziplok bags. an overweight dog who doesn't eat her own damn food because she's grown accustomed to eating chocolate sundaes and cheetos for lunch. complaining about money struggles when one spends a total of $150 on route44 soft drinks from Sonic every month. the "punk" kid at walMart with an afi shirt trying to get my attention and approval by announcing their rebellious drug habit in conversation while passing me by. another family member who is openly racist against every form of my immediate family's heritage. adults who throw a tantrum when they don't get their way. adults who think it's cute to dress up a child in hideous clothing..or not dress them at all. a forced end to a friendship on behalf of a family member who hasn't given me the time of day despite my recent uninvolvement concerning his issues with said x-friend. ignorant christians. doctors who don't listen. children who don't listen because they watch too much tv. children who refuse to eat nutrituous food because they've been spoiled by their grandparents for a month straight. when does it END?!

i took the initiative..cut and colored my hair, as my favorite stylist in nashville is some eight hundred miles away. i should definitely go into business.