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Don't know where else to vent....

Posted June 12th, 2011 at 8:47 AM by Kirozane

Because I have no where else to put this... I'm going to deal with my problem the only way I know how... Bitter, bitter sarcasm... (And yes, some of this will be copied from my Twitter....)

I'd like to take this moment to thank you, Mother, for waiting until the last moment to do anything. We're only on the verge of homelessness. Not like it matters after all. You could be looking for houses (Or better yet, letting ME do it because I am a bit faster searching...) but no, you're on your butt... watching Hot in Cleveland... after telling me we had TWO WEEKS to get out of here. Honestly. Either make me get off and house hunt, or give me some information so that I can. That's the only reason I'm ranting here people... Because she's not doing anything and I'll get chewed out if I try to force her to.

Which brings me to another point. I love how you think I'm too incompetent to understand the stress you're going through. Hey, maybe I am. But that would be your doing. I'm 19 mother. I can possibly help. But apparently 19=10 to you. Because you have said clearly on the few opportunities I've had to offer my assistance that I am not old enough to understand. And then you take the stress out on me, asking why I don't help. I can't read your mind, mother. You're going to need to tell me.

I'm honestly tired of it, Mother. I don't know what to do anymore. I try to help, I get yelled at. I try to stay out of the way, I get yelled at. You keep saying I'm part of the problem. But I'm trying to be part of the solution. I have been trying ever since you had your hysterectomy, and I suddenly became the biggest nuisance in your life. You wonder why I don't ask for anything? It's because I know there's no point. Nothing good will EVER come out of it. You don't let me be part of decisions because you're convinced I'll mess it all up. Now I'm horribly indecisive, which, lo and behold, DOES mess everything up.

...I... I'm just going to stop. I keep forgetting... being mad is a bad thing if it's me. I can never show any emotion other than happiness... and that is a risk in itself. Because I know how much fun you have tearing it down and making me feel worthless.... And then you get mad at me for being upset, calling it drama... And even saying I FAKE depression for the sake of attention. Spoiler alert....
I don't... But not like it matters to you anyways.

...I'm sorry.... Not just to my Mother, but to all of you too. Even though NONE of you read all this I'm sure.... Though now I'm just kind of waiting for the shots against me....
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    Spherical Ice's Avatar
    Ah...That must suck. >:

    Hope things turn out for you. /lame reassurance, sorry
    Posted June 12th, 2011 at 10:10 AM by Spherical Ice Spherical Ice is offline
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    Aquacorde's Avatar

    I hate what you have to put up with and I hate that I can't do anything to help you except be there for you as best I can. :(
    Posted June 12th, 2011 at 11:06 AM by Aquacorde Aquacorde is offline
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    Sydian's Avatar
    I hate to say it, but your mother is just horrid. Don't know how you have put up with her for 19 years.
    Posted June 12th, 2011 at 2:13 PM by Sydian Sydian is offline