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So just now, I snapped at my dad and my brohter because:
He (my brother, Scott), has had some this or that crisis come up every day for the last two weeks. Somehow within the last 15 minutes he has to do his science paper (or at least get the info from the library), he decides i need to take him. He didn't think of this before. Yesterday he HAD TO GO TO TRAFFIC COURT before 4:00. No one could get this nicely arranged enough, so just when I'm cooling down and enjoying my day from some massive troubles, he pitches a fit because it's 3:30 and if he doesn't get this taken care of blah blah blah. I was oh just a tad suicidal last week from all my stresses but I didn't trust anyone enough to really bother them with it and here he is thinking that every day is his Bad Day and I should do something about it to get him out of the hole.
He always HAS to use the computer, he HAS to do like five papers and then gets pissy when i HAVE to do a paper, and he wants to show his friends the speakers...He HAS to have a cigarette because he's had a bad day and he WONT STOP ASKING ME FOR THEM, he disrespects me when I tell him I want to leave a place after taking him out somewhere because of his car...he offered me $100 to drive him to court, he was so desparate, he ended up giving me $12.11 in gas money and I fought a 20 out of him but gave it back because the money meant nothing to me anymore. Well..fuck him. He has 15 minutes to go to the school library and guess what? He's not going to get a ride. Why? Because i hate him. I'm sick of acting upon old feelings of guilt because he got treated bad as a child. So did I. You know what? Fuck him.
Just had to get that out.
He (my brother, Scott), has had some this or that crisis come up every day for the last two weeks. Somehow within the last 15 minutes he has to do his science paper (or at least get the info from the library), he decides i need to take him. He didn't think of this before. Yesterday he HAD TO GO TO TRAFFIC COURT before 4:00. No one could get this nicely arranged enough, so just when I'm cooling down and enjoying my day from some massive troubles, he pitches a fit because it's 3:30 and if he doesn't get this taken care of blah blah blah. I was oh just a tad suicidal last week from all my stresses but I didn't trust anyone enough to really bother them with it and here he is thinking that every day is his Bad Day and I should do something about it to get him out of the hole.
He always HAS to use the computer, he HAS to do like five papers and then gets pissy when i HAVE to do a paper, and he wants to show his friends the speakers...He HAS to have a cigarette because he's had a bad day and he WONT STOP ASKING ME FOR THEM, he disrespects me when I tell him I want to leave a place after taking him out somewhere because of his car...he offered me $100 to drive him to court, he was so desparate, he ended up giving me $12.11 in gas money and I fought a 20 out of him but gave it back because the money meant nothing to me anymore. Well..fuck him. He has 15 minutes to go to the school library and guess what? He's not going to get a ride. Why? Because i hate him. I'm sick of acting upon old feelings of guilt because he got treated bad as a child. So did I. You know what? Fuck him.
Just had to get that out.