So, I have retired Banged by Byron. You know, as a part of my sidebar on my journal. There will still be Banged by Byron posts, however. In fact? Let's have one now
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When the semester starts, fuck yes. I have to stay sober until I'm out of the halfway house, though. Fucking people treating me like I'm some kind of addict.
You were an addict long before I started providing, my friend. Not going to be taking the blame for you, over here. Not this time. I think I've done my fair share of that for an entire lifetime, considering.
Well, yes. That would've been my doctors. They kept me drugged and happy so that my father didn't bitch. You know, so he could avoid feeling guilty about nearly getting his own kid's foot damn near cut off due to his drunk driving.
So I'm not blaming you for that. What I'm blaming you for is keeping me drugged even though you knew how bad it was for me so that you could be my 'caretaker'. You signed up to clean up my messes so that you could be special, John.
Too bad you never fucking figured out that you were special to me regardless. You didn't need to clean up my messes to be special or to be needed by me. You still don't.
I never "kept you drugged". If you didn't get it from me, you would've gotten it from somewhere else, as proven by the humongously stupid escapade that ended you up in the hospital last year.
I didn't need to play caretaker, Byron; you've just always needed a nurse.
I would normally never speak to you, and I don't intend to start now except to say: your defensiveness is funnier than anything anybody could ever accuse you of on this topic, and speaks VOLUMES.
Yes, of course. Because you never performed the role of enabler, or cohort, or did anything that might hurt someone you care for. Your pedestal is so high I'm surprised you can even see the rest of us from way up there.
Back the fuck up, Johnny Boy. She isn't the one who taught me to use a needle, now is she? And she hasn't done shit to you. Dot? Don't help. Hate each other all you want, but not where the baby can see. Where I am the baby. Okay
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Wow. Look, you two are family and that means that nobody but you both will ever understand the full extent of the dynamic and emotion between you two. However, I don't think I need to point out that under codependent in the dictionary is a picture of each of you.
I hate and love the both of you and I hope you get past this soon, because it's going to drive me really crazy really fast if you don't.
And no, this is not me taking John's side. John's always pissed because he thinks I think Byron can do no wrong, and that's not true. Byron just doesn't know any better. John does. So Byron, stop expecting the world to take care of you and John stop thinking that it's your duty to protect and care for everyone in the world, especially if that world consists of George fucking Byron.
PS: I'm on my way back to school. I'll be drinking in my room. Byron, none for you until you prove to me that you aren't going to use it as just another crutch.
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So I'm not blaming you for that. What I'm blaming you for is keeping me drugged even though you knew how bad it was for me so that you could be my 'caretaker'. You signed up to clean up my messes so that you could be special, John.
Too bad you never fucking figured out that you were special to me regardless. You didn't need to clean up my messes to be special or to be needed by me. You still don't.
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I didn't need to play caretaker, Byron; you've just always needed a nurse.
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I just don't believe you've actually changed, Byron. I'm sorry.
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I hate and love the both of you and I hope you get past this soon, because it's going to drive me really crazy really fast if you don't.
And no, this is not me taking John's side. John's always pissed because he thinks I think Byron can do no wrong, and that's not true. Byron just doesn't know any better. John does. So Byron, stop expecting the world to take care of you and John stop thinking that it's your duty to protect and care for everyone in the world, especially if that world consists of George fucking Byron.
PS: I'm on my way back to school. I'll be drinking in my room. Byron, none for you until you prove to me that you aren't going to use it as just another crutch.
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