slow drivers. Isn't it funny how you wish you were actually in a rush just so you'd have an excuse to fly by and flip them off? Human brains are weird.
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At some point in my life I was in this weird, weird headspace pre covid and during covid where I felt like I wasnt safe. I was alone all the time and the more I looked in the mirror the less I became myself. I started thinking I had someone else in my head and everytime it'd show up i'd get a headache. Just thinking about it now makes my head hurt. I thought I was over that but i'm so scared its all coming back. I dont want to go back to that part of me. I dont know how to stop it.
I feel like i'm going to have another episode again I feel sick and scared and panic-y it feels just like last time I can feel my head going to a bad place and I forget how to rip myself back to reality.
I really really want to recover from my anorexia but for some reason I keep restricting my calories a lot. I just feel like my stupid dietitian is trying to hard to make an effort to make me fat and she really tries to control me and it makes me hate her so so much. Ugh!!! Kill me now!!!
Bitch you may think you are all that and a fucking bag of chips but you smell like rancid roadkill taking a freaking shower
Like fucking shit im tired of my life, being broke and fucking work why does life have to be so god damn hard I mean come on man
He told ME not to mess with anyone, so I DIDN'T. Then he pulls the "gotta tell you something" crap, and it's HIM sleeping with someone else because I wasn't free ONE NIGHT?! What a LYING, HYPOCRITICAL PIECE OF SHIT! He can GO FUCK HIMSELF!
Every goddamn time I bring up the JOB, it's like I've personally insulted his entire lineage! "I'M TRYING," he spits out. TRYING WHAT?! TRYING TO SEE HOW LONG WE CAN SURVIVE ON AIR AND baby drool?! WE HAVE A THREE-MONTH-OLD! A tiny, helpless human being who needs FOOD and SHELTER, you lazy ASS!
It's not some goddamn hobby, it's a necessity! And the sighing! The eye-rolling! Like I'm the one being unreasonable! "No one's calling me back!" WELL, MAYBE IF YOU ACTUALLY APPLIED TO MORE THAN THREE PLACES A WEEK, SOMETHING WOULD HAPPEN!
I'm beyond stressed. I'm functioning on fumes, covered in spit-up, and constantly worrying about how we're going to pay the goddamn bills, while he's acting like I'm the enemy for wanting him to PULL HIS WEIGHT! He needs to get his head out of his ass and realize we have a FAMILY now! This isn't some goddamn vacation! Get a FUCKING JOB! NOW!
I kissed someone else. Oops. Sorry. Whatever. Sadly it was eh. And afterwards only made me miss how you used to kiss and hold me like he did...