Apr 29, 2019
Man exists for his own sake and not to add a laborer to the State
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Man exists for his own sake and not to add a laborer to the State
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Major realisation, we all see ourselves as the victim. We need to fucking stop it, we can see ourselves as the one who nobody understands or cares about, but guess what? Not true, not true at all. I just read this:
"The questions I get asked the most are about how I am feeling. “How do I feel?” “Are you okay?” I don’t think people were ever asking the right question. The question I always asked during this time was “Is she okay?” “How does she feel?”. Maybe I cared too much. Maybe she never saw that, and probably still doesn’t. I forgave you for what you’ve done, but it still hurts. And asking “why” lead to “how” and lead to “did you ever”
Did you ever love me? Did you ever care?
Pointless questions right now. People ask me, “could you ever be back with her?” And my answer is: ___
Story of my life right now"
Written by my ex, talking about me. I was feeling the same way at one point in our relationship. We need to stop making eachother feel this way
The FUCK??
So today has had its ups and downs. I woke up this morning and slowly rolled out of bed. Today I had to got to E.N's labor day parade to help with two booths. I had to rush out of the house because I was already late. No to mention that I got lost on my way their, because well Ive never been to this specific parade before. what should have taken me a 30 mintues turned into a hour and thirty mintues. I was no very happy, and to top it all off I couldn't find parking. Well after all that I go to the two booths and they did great. We didn't make much profit but hey its for the kids, not everything is about money. So I had a great day after that, i got to hang out with some amazing people, and interact with kids, and teach them how to play new games. I was happy. Then when slowly everything started to die down my friend Becky and I decided to head home. The ride back was less hectic and more relaxed, filled with lots of laughter and singing, and unexpected breaking on my be half. I decided that I want to hang out with her for an hour or two before I went home, that I get to do something I want on this holiday. So we made a quick milk shake and french fries run. We went back and just vegged on the couch. Well i slowly started to get tired so I decided to head home a little early. I walk into through the door and everything is on a live wire. My mom is once again on one of her rampages. Usually this doesn't effect me. I wasn't going to let this ruin my good day. So I hope into the shower, and come out and I started getting yelled at. So instead of feeding into the fire I just went into my room to get dressed.. and well i couldn't even do that. She calls me out and asked why i did laundry that was washed yesterday and I said because I wore those clothes already. she starts freaking out about cloths and how that's all shes good for. I walked away. Then she walks by the door and just yells I HATE ALL MY CHILDREN!! That's when I go what the fuck? Then she had the nerve to walk into my room, and says that she feels used and abused by me and how im selfish. This is what pisses me off. The fact that i supposedly use her because i need gas money, and I mentally abuse her, when really I say everything I can to make her feel good. Then that I am selfish. Which is funny because I give people all i have, i just spent my whole day with kids and helping the community, because I'm A.S.B president, F.N.L and oh yeah senior class president. But yet I'm selfish and don't do anything. Im so sorry that i wasn't at home to sit in my misery. What really ticked me off is her say im selfish when in all reality you are. You are not the only one going through these things. Did you ever once stop and think I wonder how Becca's doing? Do you not realize that I stress and hurt to. That i constantly have to hide how I feel so you don't worry. Your not the only one who gives. I have to see my mom and dad both sick, yelling and screaming, stressing over everything. I have to be the calm one in the family. The one who has to distract everyone from reality. I'm the one who puts my self last always emotionally. I wish you would just stop and think about that before you say such hateful things to your daughter.