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4 months ago · Rant,
I'm pretty angry. Lately everyday I have to endure my parents taking their misery out kn me like a verbal emotional pinatas
I'm so fking sick of it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so excuse me if some times like now I feel like hitting or killing one of them (dad its primarily him but mom's pretty miserable herself).
No I wouldn't actually hurt them (as dad did me 4 years ago in psychotic drug withdrawal the son of a b!tch) but I did have to sleep with a butcher knife in the room at my former house with him he was that unstable. He still is. All that's changed is we can't fight loud or they'll toss us out because of strict rules in the housing complex. Dad's still a miserable son of a b.
Ok what happened today. I had to take doggo he's been asking too much to go outside. Ok I accidently stepped on his foot. It was my mistake for telling them about it😑 because he gave the awfullest reaction. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I told him. He went off on me the miserable mother fkr because he's "got cabin fever". Boo fkn hoo ITS NEVER OK TO TAKE YOUR IWB MISERY OUT ON OTHERS JUST CUZ YOU'RE MISERABLE. NOTHING VALIDATES THAT IM SICK OF IT😠😠😠
If its not hell from his miserable drug drunks its this bullsh!t. My aunt turned against me, my Dr, mom n das are unstable and miserable I CAN'T FKING WIN FML😭😔
I wish das would quit being a pu$$y go seek drug help and mental help. Instead I GET IT TOOK OUT ON ME HIS MISERY AND MOMS TOO
My former long time job co-worker let's call her amber. She would come to work miserable as hell take it out on us all who worked with her bring her home life there she was intimidating, mean, gossipy, manipulative, cut throat, mouthy. Even if she did claim to "like me" she was very condescending at times. She'd boast about "I run my mouth" like an arrogant c word. Like she was some big bad ass. The boss put her in her place one day made her more tolerable to people but still. I've endured so much sh!t treatment here. Especially at that job. You don't forget that stuff. Stuff they acted like was life or death there was put on us because the company WAS ALWAYS LATE on product shipment.
One time the general foreman's like "if we don't get x amout out we're fkd". It was impossible demands while the office people didn't do didily squat but talk n walk around all day n jabber. I saw too much of it . Yet it was OH NO WE'RE LATE to us. While they calmly didn't give at it was passed on to us. I hated that more than I can say. Office people acted like they were "special and privileged" while regular employees were like gunk under a shoe. They rode around yellow cart's like they were something on a stick. Stop and go blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Well the job n the people made my life so miserable. Its why I'm saying I've had enough misery in life. I've had it much harder than my coasting on a check drunken addict dad. I'm just done. You can only take so much misery. I'm not anybodys pinata. Dad validates crap he did to survive. He didn't have to work in a crap hole like I did hot stressful for little pay. Sure his job was dangerous but he had it cool and didn't work hard as I have according to what he tells me. Sure he worked hard some but not to the degree I have. I've been through hell here. I just wanna leave and or him leave too n not come back. I'm tired being made miserable everyday n mad.
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