- Joined
- Jun 4, 2015
Shit got a lot worse tonight. Actually been kind of loathing my own existence a lot more than usual for some time since the recent sudden betrayal shit a few weeks back. Last few months have been bad but tonight was worse than usual in terms of fighting type shit I get pushed into doing through kafka-esque cycles. Trying to find a fucking plug for an SD card should not result in the kind of conflict that arose. I didn't want the chance of the dog eating it and I kept getting ignored and told I could use someone elses when that wasn't the fucking point. I got hurt and slammed around physically for not following demands and in my desperation caused by that I hurt someone else. Not severely apparently but it's still fucking eating the back of my mind with regret and stress. Please note this is not normal, it likely (hopefully) will not happen again, but now I have a feeling like the other small times I've been pushed mentally till I pop and have a stress outburst and fuck up by yelling back somehow with other shit that people close to me will treat it like I "always do it" and how my dog is "petrified of me" when she clearly isn't.
I REALLY do not like how whenever I try fixing any issue no matter how small it spirals into this kind of shit where everyone ends up miserable and everything returns to square one. THAT SPECIFICALLY has been going on for like seven or eight fucking years now.
I'm angry despairing and fucking freaking out internally but externally I'm pretty "ok". At least I finally found the USB after it was all done this time, it was ironically right where I assumed it was but couldn't fucking check due to the constant barking and arguing. Keeping the details as like non power levelly as possible but I need to get this shit out somewhere.
I REALLY do not like how whenever I try fixing any issue no matter how small it spirals into this kind of shit where everyone ends up miserable and everything returns to square one. THAT SPECIFICALLY has been going on for like seven or eight fucking years now.
I'm angry despairing and fucking freaking out internally but externally I'm pretty "ok". At least I finally found the USB after it was all done this time, it was ironically right where I assumed it was but couldn't fucking check due to the constant barking and arguing. Keeping the details as like non power levelly as possible but I need to get this shit out somewhere.