It’s Not Just A Deoderant!

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I don’t like how you talk to me.  I don’t like that you just assume and expect me to solve your problems.  As you are so fond of saying, “I like to be asked.”  I don’t know why you think it’s my job to fix your problems, but it’s not.  I don’t like that you are so negative.  I especially don’t like it when you talk down to my kids.  Yes, they lack manners and tact sometimes but they’re kids.  What’s your excuse? 

You made a big stink about me watching too much TV in my room so I moved it out into the living room so that I could be accessible and keep a better eye on the kids.  Now you bitch about what programs I want to watch.  You know what?  YOU HAVE YOUR OWN TV!  In your room!  Feel free to watch whatever you like in there.  It is also not my job to entertain you.  99% of the time I probably don’t mind if you want to tag along when I take or pick up the kids from school.  Or go to the store.  Or run other errands.  But sometimes I do mind.  Sometimes I just want to be by myself.  I like to take my time when I shop and I can’t do that if you’re complaining about how long I’m taking because you hurt so much.  I’m sorry that you hurt so much and that your life sucks because of it.  I really am.  And I do my best to make accomodations for you.  But that doesn’t mean you can expect me to do it all the time.  Just because your life sucks doesn’t mean you get to screw with mine.  It’s not fair or healthy for either of us.  You are your own person, you should live your life like it.

You know that person you didn’t want to become?  It’s too late.  It’s too late as of many years ago.  I could go on, but there’s no point.  You’re never going to read this because I made it look blank.  I don’t want to hurt your feelings.  But I needed to put it out there in the universe so I can feel better, and I have nowhere left anymore since you won’t go anywhere or do anything by yourself.  I truly will feel bad if you discover it because I do love you.  And I mostly like you.  But I am human and I am allowed to have my feelings just like I’m allowing you yours.


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