I hate her.
May. 11th, 2004 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azuriteI hate my mom, I hate spending money on her, I hate thinking of her, and YES, I BLAME HER FOR MY SISTER'S DEATH. She fucked up the only good thing in this family, and now we're not even a family anymore, and I know she doesn't give a damn.
I called her to ask if she was coming home after she did the laundry, but she said she was planning on going right to the supermarket with her BF and not include me at all. Which means more beer and less food that I would want to eat. Which means more starvation. Joy. Just what a depressed freak like me needs right now.
And then she goes and says that if I'm going to come, I can't get any junk food (hah, as if I really eat any anyways), because I'm not working anymore and I'm not bringing in any cash...
WTF!? I just hung up on her right there. I was silent, and in a state of shock. I still am, nearly on the verge of tears here. She called back and I tried to explain things to her, but it ended up as demi-shouting match. When I try to remain calm and mature, she whines and bitches; the same is true vice-versa. She uses her pathetic memory as an excuse to get her out of situations, as if it's some kind of rationalization.
I GOT FIRED.
It was not fun, I do not look upon the event as something uplifting and wonderful. And I certainly didn't want it rubbed in my face by my own money-grubbing mother. You'd think she'd know me better than that, and at least TRY to be a little sensitive, but NO, I guess that's too fucking much to ask.
I'm going to do anyway, because I'm fucking hungry and I want something I can actually eat. She's such a bitch, and I am so glad I am leaving. Again, I WILL NOT MISS HER AND HER SELFISH BITCHY WHINEY BLINDSIGHTED POT-SMOKING FREAK WAYS.
I called her to ask if she was coming home after she did the laundry, but she said she was planning on going right to the supermarket with her BF and not include me at all. Which means more beer and less food that I would want to eat. Which means more starvation. Joy. Just what a depressed freak like me needs right now.
And then she goes and says that if I'm going to come, I can't get any junk food (hah, as if I really eat any anyways), because I'm not working anymore and I'm not bringing in any cash...
WTF!? I just hung up on her right there. I was silent, and in a state of shock. I still am, nearly on the verge of tears here. She called back and I tried to explain things to her, but it ended up as demi-shouting match. When I try to remain calm and mature, she whines and bitches; the same is true vice-versa. She uses her pathetic memory as an excuse to get her out of situations, as if it's some kind of rationalization.
I GOT FIRED.
It was not fun, I do not look upon the event as something uplifting and wonderful. And I certainly didn't want it rubbed in my face by my own money-grubbing mother. You'd think she'd know me better than that, and at least TRY to be a little sensitive, but NO, I guess that's too fucking much to ask.
I'm going to do anyway, because I'm fucking hungry and I want something I can actually eat. She's such a bitch, and I am so glad I am leaving. Again, I WILL NOT MISS HER AND HER SELFISH BITCHY WHINEY BLINDSIGHTED POT-SMOKING FREAK WAYS.
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We all seem to have people troubles lately....
Date: 2004-05-12 02:53 am (UTC)I think things will blow over... You'll go to college, get your own job, your own house, and you can do what you want. For now, I wouldn't let things like this get to you. It's not your fault, not at all. I think you trying to be the mature person was really great, you know? I know this is none of my business, but perhaps you were a bit harsh? Of course, I'm not saying be all sunshine and flowers, but if you let these things get you this upset, well, you'll be upset a lot. And I mean a lot. These things happen-- ALL the time. Yes, even to me. For now, perhaps some time to yourself is best?
Hope things get better.
Re: We all seem to have people troubles lately....
Date: 2004-05-13 12:05 am (UTC)My bad moods blow over pretty quickly, since I have the alternate excuse that every girl gets once a month... (TEH JOY!)
But yeah, I can be pretty harsh at times. Mom never knows any of this stuff, but likewise, it's not like she seems to care that much to get involved in my life anyway. I try to look at things with a neutral eye: at least I *have* a mom that I *can* hate. Some girls ain't so lucky...
Re: We all seem to have people troubles lately....
Date: 2004-05-13 12:12 am (UTC)Yeah, I know how you feel with the 'uninvolved' parent-- Gawd, my dad's in what? Texas now? Most likely flouncing around with some hill-billy... *sighs* But you have your own problems... Yeah, you do have a mom-- Tis a good thing, most times... ^-^ Pweh and if worst comes to worst we can fall back on fluffy SetoxTea stories! XD
uh oh
Date: 2004-05-12 05:04 am (UTC)anyways, you will be gone soon so you wont have to worry about this crap for a looonngg time. i still hope that you come up to SF and visit us all again. ttyls!
Re: uh oh
Date: 2004-05-12 11:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-12 09:17 am (UTC)Come stay with Onee-chan! ^_^ I don't smoke pot!
People keep SAYING I do, but honestly, what do they know?
no subject
Date: 2004-05-13 07:40 pm (UTC)The one plus side of living with my grandparents
Date: 2004-05-14 07:02 am (UTC)Re: The one plus side of living with my grandparents
Date: 2004-05-14 06:38 pm (UTC)Re: The one plus side of living with my grandparents
Date: 2004-05-15 06:44 am (UTC)hugs
Date: 2004-05-14 12:03 am (UTC)----> Katia T.
Re: hugs
Date: 2004-05-14 06:48 am (UTC)Meh.