lostforgottensoul
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I mean, seriously, just say look get a grip and i will, or at least try, but good god! Like how f*cking much can one person take? There is a point where a person just looses it on everyone, right? Like blows their entire lid and like goes insane, right? I cannot take much more. Honestly, if this doesnt stop piling Im going to take my car and drive it on the wrong side of 1-4 or something.
My mother whom is one of my main abusers is dying, my family comes back up my ass after they were expelled from my life for the same f*cking mind games, then my dad 'drinks their koolaid', buying into their bullshit, tells me that my mom is not responsible for what she did because shes this "deathbed born again christian", that my family is right, im wrong for not going to see her, my therapist was unprofessional.....blah blah blah, and i just lost the only person left, all because my sister was here, uninvited and unannounced, and because she was here, they both (dad & step mom whom live with me) go...just for the day only they both promised, to my neice's kid's birthday, i come home from work with just my dad here and he said she is staying so now im alone, as is my dog, for 2 f*cking weeks....AND now im coming home every single f*cking night that I work with dog shit and piss ALL OVER MY HOUSE and so I have to mop and scrub the carpet, every single night and I have chronic pain, horrible chronic pain.
I texted my step mom to please come home and i said "as im coming home every night to dog shit and piss all over my f*cking house" and the first thing she says is "what's up with the cussing". f*cking really? So thats how you want to start this? She ended with "so take it up with your dad. I dont want this brought back up to me"... If I was TOLD, I could have hired someone to watch him in the day. I dont know anyone but they do, my dad doesnt meet a stranger. The dog shit is just an irritant, the fact that no one cared enough to even mention it is what is bothering me. Im alone, completely for 2 weeks, one day of which was a holiday and you dont mention it or bother to at least call and advise me?
Im f*cking over life! The first was enough, this is another animal. Now im sitting here, 30 mins after i mopped and scrubbed and sprayed and still smell shit. I cant even stand up to look for any more spots he could have possibly fit to go that i missed.
Im f*cking over this. This needs to stop piling on me, like now, or im going to blow it, i swear i am.
My mother whom is one of my main abusers is dying, my family comes back up my ass after they were expelled from my life for the same f*cking mind games, then my dad 'drinks their koolaid', buying into their bullshit, tells me that my mom is not responsible for what she did because shes this "deathbed born again christian", that my family is right, im wrong for not going to see her, my therapist was unprofessional.....blah blah blah, and i just lost the only person left, all because my sister was here, uninvited and unannounced, and because she was here, they both (dad & step mom whom live with me) go...just for the day only they both promised, to my neice's kid's birthday, i come home from work with just my dad here and he said she is staying so now im alone, as is my dog, for 2 f*cking weeks....AND now im coming home every single f*cking night that I work with dog shit and piss ALL OVER MY HOUSE and so I have to mop and scrub the carpet, every single night and I have chronic pain, horrible chronic pain.
I texted my step mom to please come home and i said "as im coming home every night to dog shit and piss all over my f*cking house" and the first thing she says is "what's up with the cussing". f*cking really? So thats how you want to start this? She ended with "so take it up with your dad. I dont want this brought back up to me"... If I was TOLD, I could have hired someone to watch him in the day. I dont know anyone but they do, my dad doesnt meet a stranger. The dog shit is just an irritant, the fact that no one cared enough to even mention it is what is bothering me. Im alone, completely for 2 weeks, one day of which was a holiday and you dont mention it or bother to at least call and advise me?
Im f*cking over life! The first was enough, this is another animal. Now im sitting here, 30 mins after i mopped and scrubbed and sprayed and still smell shit. I cant even stand up to look for any more spots he could have possibly fit to go that i missed.
Im f*cking over this. This needs to stop piling on me, like now, or im going to blow it, i swear i am.