I did watch tonight's episode of Desperate Housewives. Some days, I am more angry than others concerning feeling used. Especially the days when I experience abuse and vulnerable moments, my anger builds.
It felt great to yell and remind my neglectful mother where I stood the other day. She is always trying to use some angle to bruise my esteem a little. She went for the bipolar diagnosis. Because we are family, again, we really don't have an effect on each other, but it feels great to remind my mom how numb I am to her.
I basically responded that I think people are low lifes and full of shit. I am waiting until I move out of town to find another job. She is in denial about my reality and I really am getting strangled for others to believe that I am "disabled." I called them lying pieces of shit right in front of her. Even after she yelled for my "potty mouth," I called people a bunch of sick fucks again. And I walked away, because I already know she is the sadistic provoking type.
Anyway, before I give any response to Desperate Housewives, I want to catch up on last week's first.
Not just after the show, but from both computer texts and cat texts, I declare I am single.
I am not with
Jon Stewart
Josh
Dane
Mick
Demetri (people are silly)
or whoever.
I am single.
I did get another gay bombardment today that I have already taken care of.
I can tell Jon's cat was being programmaticaly sadistic in trying to supress and oil rig it, but I had to wait to blow off some steam a little.
I did have a very successful day today and made more sales than what I had expected. It still isn't enough money to make a huge difference, but it is some extra cash I can use. Still going bankrupt and still jobless.
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