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That's Not Jello, That's My Brain |
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Venting To The Lender
I am blood boiling mad.
Like, I want to rip apart those responsible for causing my husband and me unnecessary and additional stress.
Seriously. DIE DIE DIE.
Why are you so pissed off, Lauren? You ask.
I’ll tell you.
We were scheduled to close on the house on the 25th. For those of you without a calendar handy that’s a Wednesday which is the day before Thanksgiving. Our closing was originally on the 30th but about a month ago they pushed it up since things were going well. We were stoked that we were getting to move into the house about a week ahead of schedule and were relieved because at the time November 30th was the final day t
Fighting The Crazy by Anonymous
I’m fighting the crazy and losing. I’m fighting alone and silently and losing. I fight alone by choice. I don’t want to face the crazy, let alone have anyone else know. My gene pool is crazy. Seriously, it is. Genetics suck. Mental illness is rampant in my extended family, both sides of it. I thought I beat it. I thought I was proactive enough to avoid it. I took care of myself, thanks to my spouse’s support. I sought help to overcome my personal struggles and it worked. I held it together and thrived. I had my head on straight and stayed above the fray of the crazy, because when you know what is causing your torment and depression, you can
Dealing With Crazy
I woke up to a text message from my husbands ex-wife. I am going to share them in their entirety. Even if it my halo gets rusty from this. I want to state ahead of time that, as insane as I am, she is a WHACK JOB who knows what to tell the doctors so she can be on a cocktail of medication.
Her: J is a trooper. How well do u thnk your kids wld do if they had a step mom they knew hated them. never said a nice thing 2 them or about them. Not even a smile 4 him frm u. U make him sad and makes me sick 2 my stomach whn I hear how u treat him. I know u don’t like me or j. he cares cuz he wants ur approval so bad. i think ur a scary and nasty person and i know s
Hipocrisy And Ignorance: Two Trolls Hanging In The Blogosphere by @KariewithaK
The amount of hypocrisy and ignorance is absolutely face slapping everyday. Maybe I was blessed with the opportunity to have a higher form of thinking, enlightenment albeit, but I am truly amazed everyday at how people respond.
Conjecture is alive and well. In fact, conjecture more so has become the foundation for fact amongst a small, ignorant gaggle. Long gone are the days of having an intelligent conversation, questioning that which is in question, bringing to light that really WHO gives a flying fuck of who claims to be the Wizard of Fucking Blogs, The Guru of Social Media, or the Cunt of All Blog Communities. Really? Who fucking cares?
I personally don’
I Want A Divorce
I want a divorce.
Because mostly, I walk around hating you. Because mostly, you make me miserable. Because mostly, you are mean and unhappy and you try to make me feel like it’s my fault. Because mostly, you try to project your frustrations with your life onto me. And mostly, that makes me hate you more.
I want a divorce.
But I can’t.
Because mostly, I’m trapped.
And you know that.
Which makes you meaner.
And that makes me hate you more.
The sad thing is, I really don’t think you give a shit.
You tell me I’m unhappy and I wouldn’t know happiness if it shoved itself in my face.
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