Monday, April 10, 2006
i don't know why you have to always do that to me. i have lots of patience, i can be very understanding, i'm doing my best to hold my own. but there's a limit. i've had a trying week, i'm tired, i think i'm falling sick, i'm having awful cramps, i've been having diarrhoea, i'm rushing an assignment i have absolutely no confidence in, and you come at me with shit like that. you say you have no idea? well,
take the time to find out then, instead of blowing me off like that. you might be having a shitty time, but at least you have your friends and family over there. and although you may not realise it, it makes a
hell lot of difference. so don't give me that sort of attitude simply cos you're in a crappy mood. even when i'm feeling lousy i try my best not to be a total jackass but you don't seem to care. shit hits the fan, and you just fling whatever hits you at anybody who comes your way. i didn't even say anything, i didn't even do anything, but you reacted like i'd offended you. i really don't get it. i'm not even asking much of you at the moment, just that you try not to break my resolve to keep at this. back home, you did all the frontline work, but i don't think you ever realised how much of the cleanup i was doing, all the subtle behind-the-scenes stuff. it might not have been obvious to you, but i was always taking shit like this from you. now that i have my own life to take care of, i can't handle that anymore, cos i now have my own emotional crap to mop up. this is exactly what my sisters used to do to me, and i guess it figures, doesn't it? it's a pattern. thanks alot for being so supportive, my knight in shining armour.
**dream until you die**1:27 AM
