Please Shoot Me Now !
No one understands, no one gets me!
Today
Today was an OK morning. Me and Lewis used my Balloon animal kit.We managed to have a right giggle and made:
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I think they are cool.
Arguements
The Lewis gets a text that upsets me. I do trust him deep down, but still it upset me, so we parted on bad terms.
The Evening
Me and Lora went to Wilmslow for Jimbo's godbye drink. I got leathered and drank nearly a bottle of wine. Some people in the pub frowned upon me being out on crutches, but I would like to see them survive this much pain. Some people asked me what happened. It's funny how the reality is such a great conversation stopper.
The I me some people who listened and offered advice without being judgemental. That was such a relief.
Home
I come home rather drunk and parents start on me straight away. Shouting and screaming about it being 12.30. Not only am I 24, but I barely get out of the house. I am imprissoned. Listening to my dad go on and on and on about his betting. Same lines every day. Same outcome. They shouted at me for being so late, screamed and argued. I did little other than break down hysterical.
Can I not have one good night? One night without problems. I just wanna be normal, but is that their worst fear.
I hate being me right now, I hate being alive and most of all I hate life.
Angie x