Well, today's sucked.
Aug. 13th, 2005 07:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hopefulnebulaToday began by getting up at oh ass hundred to go to a band thing for Laura. Which in itself wasn't all that bad, except it took forever.
And Laura's friend S is spending tonight here, which means patchouli and incessant chattering. But that I can ignore, or get used to.
For some reason, I can't stay logged in to Guild Wars for more than ten minutes at a time (if even that) and when I'm on it's all glitchy.
What's gotten to me today, though, is my mother.
She's nuts, I swear it.
How long is it until the end of the month, so I don't have to go to therapy with the parents anymore? Because Mom obviously doesn't feel it applies to her. Not only has she been sniping at me all day, but just before dinner, she reminded me of something I had to do tonight. That in itself was no big deal, but after I told her "okay," she continued telling me to do it. Not like "ten minutes" afterward, even though that would still be stupid, but immediately afterward. As in:
Mom: Lizzy, we need to look at the Land's End website today and pick out some sheets for your dorm. (yeah, the "guaranteed" ones we bought last year sucked.)
Me: Sure thing. Right after dinner?
Mom: This is important.
Me: Yeah.
Mom: We don't have all that long left.
Me: I said, I know.
Mom: Well, it is.
(at this point, Laura said something unrelated to the conversation and Mom answered her question. During this time, I calmed down a bit and spoke to Mom again. HOWEVER, I had to fight to get the next few things I said through, as Laura then kept interrupting me and Mom gave her her full attention.)
Me, using stuff we were at least SUPPOSED to have learned and been practicing in therapy: Mom, when you keep repeating things like that after I tell you I understand, I end up feeling like an incompetent idiot. Could you please watch for that?
Mom: But I want to do that.
Me: Mom, it hurts when you do that.
Mom: *turns to Laura, ignores me*
Me: OK, I'm not really all that hungry. I'll fix myself something to eat later.
Goddamn it, there's so much I have to talk to her about. But she has never listened.
Hell, when I was being teased and occasionally beaten in middle school and I told her about it, she asked "what do you want me to do, send you back to Logan?" No, but helping ensure the safety and health of your daughter would be a start.
Oh yes. And I can't talk to Tianna because the guy I've been avoiding but don't want to block has been on AIM a lot more lately and my "invisible" setting hates me.
On the other hand, talking to Dre and seeing this cheered me up some.
And Laura's friend S is spending tonight here, which means patchouli and incessant chattering. But that I can ignore, or get used to.
For some reason, I can't stay logged in to Guild Wars for more than ten minutes at a time (if even that) and when I'm on it's all glitchy.
What's gotten to me today, though, is my mother.
She's nuts, I swear it.
How long is it until the end of the month, so I don't have to go to therapy with the parents anymore? Because Mom obviously doesn't feel it applies to her. Not only has she been sniping at me all day, but just before dinner, she reminded me of something I had to do tonight. That in itself was no big deal, but after I told her "okay," she continued telling me to do it. Not like "ten minutes" afterward, even though that would still be stupid, but immediately afterward. As in:
Mom: Lizzy, we need to look at the Land's End website today and pick out some sheets for your dorm. (yeah, the "guaranteed" ones we bought last year sucked.)
Me: Sure thing. Right after dinner?
Mom: This is important.
Me: Yeah.
Mom: We don't have all that long left.
Me: I said, I know.
Mom: Well, it is.
(at this point, Laura said something unrelated to the conversation and Mom answered her question. During this time, I calmed down a bit and spoke to Mom again. HOWEVER, I had to fight to get the next few things I said through, as Laura then kept interrupting me and Mom gave her her full attention.)
Me, using stuff we were at least SUPPOSED to have learned and been practicing in therapy: Mom, when you keep repeating things like that after I tell you I understand, I end up feeling like an incompetent idiot. Could you please watch for that?
Mom: But I want to do that.
Me: Mom, it hurts when you do that.
Mom: *turns to Laura, ignores me*
Me: OK, I'm not really all that hungry. I'll fix myself something to eat later.
Goddamn it, there's so much I have to talk to her about. But she has never listened.
Hell, when I was being teased and occasionally beaten in middle school and I told her about it, she asked "what do you want me to do, send you back to Logan?" No, but helping ensure the safety and health of your daughter would be a start.
Oh yes. And I can't talk to Tianna because the guy I've been avoiding but don't want to block has been on AIM a lot more lately and my "invisible" setting hates me.
On the other hand, talking to Dre and seeing this cheered me up some.
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Date: 2005-08-14 01:58 am (UTC)comfort and good wishes,
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Date: 2005-08-14 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-14 06:48 am (UTC)*snugs her Nebby*
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Date: 2005-08-14 09:30 pm (UTC)*ponders* *head asplodes* Ow. Thanks Mom!
At least the ribbons are cool!
*big ass hug*
Date: 2005-08-17 04:42 am (UTC)The next time she does something like that, call me and vent some steam. I can always come over and get you out of there for a while (evenings and weekends, as I am working 8 hrs. a day now).
I hope I can see you more online.
Your mom needs to get her shit together and give you the respect you deserve.
Hang in there, you will be back at Centre soon!