Quote from: Liam Erik on July 07, 2013, 09:57:17 PM
I know that one too... when I was twelve or thirteen I was assigned in class to make something with all the things I had to live for, and the one and only thing I could come up with was my duty to the little orphan lamb I was hand-raising at the time.  That's a whole lot better than nothing.  Here I am now, listening to her bratty great-grandchildren and wondering what they're on about at this time of night.

Aww, that's a bit sweet and it's cool that you can listen to her relatives.

Yeah, it's better than nothing.  It just doesn't always feel like it. =/  Makes me feel like a failure at life particularly since I'm 24 and living with my parents. =/

Besides being told i'm a loser and a failure by my father on a daily basis, my mother just said to me "If you want to kill yourself, do it while i'm gone so the police don't come for me".

Oh i'm so loved and these people see no fault in themselves thinking they are god's gift to parenthood.

But, you are not going to do that.  You are actually pretty strong

Someone who I thought was a friend screwed over my best friend and is taking me to a Small Claims Court for money he lent me that I don't have because I can barely afford to support myself. I'm sorry... You're taking me to a place that's going to cost you more money then I owe you to get money that doesn't appear to be anywhere near me? Idiot...

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Quote from: Donna Troy on July 09, 2013, 12:56:12 AM
Besides being told i'm a loser and a failure by my father on a daily basis, my mother just said to me "If you want to kill yourself, do it while i'm gone so the police don't come for me".

Oh i'm so loved and these people see no fault in themselves thinking they are god's gift to parenthood.

How can they... I don't even... What? Someone should either be going back to high school to learn some manners or get some parenting classes at least, because that's just horrible!!
I'm sorry but you're parents are losers! D:
Complete and total losers!

Don't even start with me, dear~
You ARE loved! By us! You got that!? Us! And don't you ever forget that
(Hooray for cheesy strangers)

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Donna, you need out of that household. That's an extremely toxic enviroment to be living in.

I've been really dysphoric for the past few days. To the point that I didnt even want to get out of bed yesterday because my dream was happier than real life. I thought this kind of crap would be a thing of the past, but apparently not. And ive been missing Caleb on top of that too. I hate being separated from my best friend by a country.
Oh yea, and to put the cherry on top, Ive spent the last couple of days fighting with my Mum through email. All over the fact that she didnt want her pictureup on facebook and couldnt ask me to take it down nicely. It made me feel like she was trying to disasociate herself from me.

When it rains, it pours....

I'm wondering if I will ever meet friends who want to talk to me. Not just "oh I'd let you know if I minded you talking to me," but actually initiating a conversation with me first. Maybe I'm being selfish, but I don't want to just not be minded. I want to be wanted. By people who are only looking for friendship and who treat me like an equal I mean. And not by people who want to project who they want me to be on me as opposed to liking the real me.

No hot water

I had to take Poopie to the PDSA for a very badly broken claw, it was the claw high up on his ankle & it was sticking out at 90 degrees, I was wearing a baggy Iron Maiden t-shirt & my chest padding wasn't very visible so the vet kept referring to me as Poopies daddy, I was so busy worrying about him it didn't dawn on me what she'd said until I left & it made me feel miserable for a while after.
Poopies all better now & he's happy as he got loads of fuss & few treats from the vet for being well behaved

A terrible migraine.

=(  Why am I such a broken human being?

As usual, walking past a mirror. And waking up to no email from someone i have been waiting to respond for almost two weeks.

Dealing with intrusive thoughts about wanting to vandalize and destroy myself and sometimes doing it. Oh, I'm so lucky I live in a place that is less up in people's business than some. I hate the trees. I'm not kidding you. Because people say wake up and look at the beautiful trees and clouds. They forget about the pollution underneath the clouds and I just want to slash somebody's tires or tell someone off but I don't know how to do that the right way so I'm just going to sit here and get mocked. Escapism. Escapism.
People that treat me like I have some crisis I have to get away from and there's few ways to do it in a positive direction. They keep telling me over and over that I have a crisis and what to do, or then some people tell me I'm sane and it's so validating but where do I go? I'm so tired of the national crisis and people's heads are in the clouds. That are filled with smog.
Can anyone relate?

My camera just decided to refunction itself into face looking function, I am a technophobe - after 2 years of it working fine  this thing gets all wonky - I smashed it with a hammer - $220 down the drain I despise  living in modern life

Flu, making it impossible to practice my voice-

It cost me eighty bucks to get a referral to a psychiatrist to get me passed through to an endocrinologist and the bugger wont pick up his phone or return messages left to book an appointment.  Really unprofessional. Its been a week now and its draining my positive energy from the hope of transitioning.  No idea how long it will be before I a m in the system at this rate.

Went to jail for a ticket from 13 years ago........................ under my old name backwoods hillbilly hicks

Remembering an acquaintance i knew online. She said she was in the hospital, and that's the last i heard from her :/

My voice is in an awful condition right now. I want to record the next two verses of my new song.

I have to clean my entire apartment. Again. Or still. My apartment hasn't been completely clean since I moved in and it takes less than a day for any cleaning I do to have been for nothing.
I haven't been getting my mail. AGAIN. Including such important documents as forms I need to do my taxes (which were due months ago) and my name change certificate. This is after calling Student Loans, Vital Statistics, and Canada Post several times and being told the issue would be resolved. I envy the Hulk right now.

I cannot sing along to my favorite song. It's too high.

Soon-to-be-ex-Hubby has just announced that he's booked a family holiday in a few weeks' time... but I'm not invited.

Even though we're still married and living under the same roof as a family.

I'm so furious with himI could spit bullets.