...all i ever want
So the other day Karen and Sarah had the nerve to ask me if my inability to clean after myself adequately or push in my chair when i am done using it, was linked to my anxiety and depression. Insulting my intelligence with passive aggressiveness.
Which i would not have minded as much except it was Karen and Sarah. All they do is criticize everything anyone ever does. All they talk about is how nobody does things right. So it was patronizing. i felt like i was being scolded. Like a kid or a dog.
i am so angry, still. Worse still, i cannot talk about this with my therapist because Jordan has the same one. It would be weird and may become a problem of conflict.
Karen is critical of everything i do. i wanted to tell them i didn't hear them over the sound of their high horse. i wanted to remind them that nobody is perfect. i wanted to tell them it was just a personality flaw, nothing to do with my mental health. what i wanted to do is remind Karen of her messy-ass car. And Sarah about her cat piss-smelling home. Condescending, self-righteous cunts.
i have been ignoring all my responsibilities. i have to go back to school in mere days... i don't even have the book.
In American Gods, Shadow's cheating ex-girlfriend pisses me off to know end. i am so pissed she came back from the dead.What makes her so fucking special? Because she isn't. She died in a car crash with Shadow's best friend's dick in her mouth and on their way to his surprise "welcome back from prison" party. She should have rotted. i hope she never gets the taste of Shadow's friend's cock out of her mouth.
i texted Corri to ask when she would like me to visit again, but she never got back to me.
That reminds me: i am going to the east coast this August to see my family and friends. i am sort of worried about what this will do to my mental health. What if i don't want to come back. What if it pushes me over the edge and i am left wanting to kill myself so bad and hating myself for being a pussy about it. Just slit your wrists already. Hang yourself. Ignore the pain. i don't think i can and ever will. i hope i don't wake up tomorrow. i deserve to not wake up.
Which i would not have minded as much except it was Karen and Sarah. All they do is criticize everything anyone ever does. All they talk about is how nobody does things right. So it was patronizing. i felt like i was being scolded. Like a kid or a dog.
i am so angry, still. Worse still, i cannot talk about this with my therapist because Jordan has the same one. It would be weird and may become a problem of conflict.
Karen is critical of everything i do. i wanted to tell them i didn't hear them over the sound of their high horse. i wanted to remind them that nobody is perfect. i wanted to tell them it was just a personality flaw, nothing to do with my mental health. what i wanted to do is remind Karen of her messy-ass car. And Sarah about her cat piss-smelling home. Condescending, self-righteous cunts.
i have been ignoring all my responsibilities. i have to go back to school in mere days... i don't even have the book.
In American Gods, Shadow's cheating ex-girlfriend pisses me off to know end. i am so pissed she came back from the dead.What makes her so fucking special? Because she isn't. She died in a car crash with Shadow's best friend's dick in her mouth and on their way to his surprise "welcome back from prison" party. She should have rotted. i hope she never gets the taste of Shadow's friend's cock out of her mouth.
i texted Corri to ask when she would like me to visit again, but she never got back to me.
That reminds me: i am going to the east coast this August to see my family and friends. i am sort of worried about what this will do to my mental health. What if i don't want to come back. What if it pushes me over the edge and i am left wanting to kill myself so bad and hating myself for being a pussy about it. Just slit your wrists already. Hang yourself. Ignore the pain. i don't think i can and ever will. i hope i don't wake up tomorrow. i deserve to not wake up.