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I've put the most immature rant ever in the spoiler.

Just about 100% done with getting everything about me criticised by my mother.

I'm taking a year out of uni (heath reasons and also to master the languages I've previously studied) and omg I forgot what living with her is like. I'm only living at home b/c it's cheaper and I'm really quite ill atm.

I cannot deal with being told 'you're going to pile the weight on' the second I eat some slightly unhealthy.

My clothes/hair/piercings/make-up are constantly criticised and sneered at.

Seriously yo, my body my rules. If I wanna pile on the black eyeliner, wear short skirts and drink cheap wine then that's my business. I know she's looking out for me but maaaaaan. I hear the same old complaints everyday.

This entire post felt like a rant 13 y/o me would've posted on MySpace and I apologise for that.

lol, I can't really help there because I'd do the same to my daughter (she's 16). I do disagree with the "pile on weight" thing...that was mean.
 
lol, I can't really help there because I'd do the same to my daughter (she's 16). I do disagree with the "pile on weight" thing...that was mean.

I mean, I know she cares about me and she's just showing her love (in that strict motherly way) but man it does get annoying after a while. She knows my weight means a lot to me so she's probably just looking out for me, in her blunt little way haha.

You're only young once, you may as well take the opportunity to dress like a total tool. You can't get away with massive bows, unicorn t shirts and dresses with bats on them forever. Like I'm aware the older generation probably look at me and think 'god she looks so stupid' but I'm like meh. It makes me happy and I'm only gonna get away with for so long. May as well enjoy it.

I usually get the 'you're such a pretty girl, why have you gotta do these things to yourself?' BECAUSE I'M A GODDAMN PUNK MUM GOD GET OUT OF MY ROOM.

/Disclaimer: I know I'm not punk. And I'm never rude to my Mum. And I'm not a pretty girl. I look like a swamp monster raccoon Avril Lavigne impersonator who's been on a 3 day bar crawl.

Although to be fair if I had a daughter I'm pretty sure I'd be like 'get back here that skirt is miles too short what on earth are you thinking dressing like that don't touch alcohol don't touch cigarettes no boys till you're 30' because I know all the various stuff I've done over the years and I wouldn't want my child doing the same things. Which is hypocritical but I do get where Mums are coming from haha.
 
I mean, I know she cares about me and she's just showing her love (in that strict motherly way) but man it does get annoying after a while. She knows my weight means a lot to me so she's probably just looking out for me, in her blunt little way haha.

You're only young once, you may as well take the opportunity to dress like a total tool. You can't get away with massive bows, unicorn t shirts and dresses with bats on them forever. Like I'm aware the older generation probably look at me and think 'god she looks so stupid' but I'm like meh. It makes me happy and I'm only gonna get away with for so long. May as well enjoy it.

I usually get the 'you're such a pretty girl, why have you gotta do these things to yourself?' BECAUSE I'M A GODDAMN PUNK MUM GOD GET OUT OF MY ROOM.

/Disclaimer: I know I'm not punk. And I'm never rude to my Mum. And I'm not a pretty girl. I look like a swamp monster raccoon Avril Lavigne impersonator who's been on a 3 day bar crawl.

Although to be fair if I had a daughter I'm pretty sure I'd be like 'get back here that skirt is miles too short what on earth are you thinking dressing like that don't touch alcohol don't touch cigarettes no boys till you're 30' because I know all the various stuff I've done over the years and I wouldn't want my child doing the same things. Which is hypocritical but I do get where Mums are coming from haha.

wtf avril lavigne is hot
 
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Sorry for the wall of text.

The boyfriend wanted to play video games the other night-our night, no less. He gets busy that he asks that we have a specific day to do stuff together, which I'm fine with, and this is what 'our night' is. Generally, we don't normally talk until 6 or 7 or so in the evening. I get up at 5 for work in the morning, so generally I'm in bed at 9 or 10. It doesn't give a whole lot of time, and this used to bother me quite a bit, but I've calmed down about it and just sort of accepted things. Well, this particular night he said he was out with his mom grocery shopping, and for some reason said we'd talk around 5. I was happy, because this was early, and looking forward to it. So...I notice that he's online. Like, I'm just derping around, and I checked facbook, and lo and behold, there he is...and his profile says he won a trophy in his game.

He didn't get on his skype until 5.40 ish, which already had me a little disappointed. I asked about his mom, and at the time, the thing on his profile conveniently disappeared. He said his mom was fine, and tired from getting groceries. And I…I told him: yeah, you weren’t playing games or anything. He responded with: Huh? And I told him what I saw, and he said: ‘Dang. You caught me, cutie.’ And if…if I hadn’t said anything, he would have let me believe it. He wouldn’t have said anything. He didn’t want to talk to me. And if he would have just told me…if we would have waited like we normally do…I would have been fine with it. I’ve gotten upset about us waiting before, because we don’t get a whole lot of time together anymore. I used to get worried that he just didn’t want to talk to me. Especially because we used to talk all the time, 24/7. He’d text me while he was working, while he was at school, any time of the day, all day. And now I’m lucky if I get a good morning, (which, by the way, was his idea to even start doing to each other). I can’t stop thinking that he just doesn’t want to talk to me; he said he lied because he didn’t want me to feel like he was choosing a video game over me. But now I just…I don’t know. And at the time, (this happened a few days ago), I said it was fine, but now I just feel hurt and I can’t stop thinking about it and wondering how many times I’ve felt like…like he’s online, and I’m online, but he just doesn’t care enough to talk to me. Because I've felt what I felt that night before...like he's there, he just doesn't want to talk to me and doesn't have the balls to tell me. He just doesn’t want to talk, because he has more important people to talk to, one of which is a girl that he was in love with for a year and a half before we got together. He told me he hadn’t talked to her in months…I found out that wasn’t true the same night that all of the above happened…
 
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i'm having a mini panic attack and i'm home alone :|

Are you okay? Take some deep breaths (through your nose, count to five as you inhale and exhale), and turn off as many sounds as you can. Try getting a glass of water, or walk around.
 

(i did read all of it i'm just good at skim reading okay so shushie)
Aw man, I can't imagine how tough it is for you, especially as you aren't exactly on talking terms right now. I understand you're most likely still in love with him but if he's lying to you and making you feel like this then you should space out for a while. If you're not comfortable with this, talk it out. If he fesses up and admits everything you, that's a good boyfriend who respects you and loves you enough to tell you the truth.
But if he's still uncomfortable you'll have to let him go. Don't worry, you're not a jealous, self centered ***** if you do. You're being the bigger person and acknowledging your problems by not letting him defeat you.
Either way, you must try and find out what's wrong before taking any action. The worse thing you can do is leave it.

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Are you okay? Take some deep breaths (through your nose, count to five as you inhale and exhale), and turn off as many sounds as you can. Try getting a glass of water, or walk around.

I'm not exactly okay but I can deal with it. I'm slowing down now, I tried the water and the breathing and it seemed to work. Thank you very much though :)
 
soooo I basically slept with my ex's friend (we really liked each other and had been flirting for weeks, it wasn't just a random shag) and the friend told my ex and now it's awkward and my ex is really angry and saying i'm a whore etc.. I feel so bad that i've possibly ruined their friendship
 
My dad. He tries to guilt trip me into doing whatever he pleases.

"Ness, you need to do this for me right now because so and so just happened and i cant do it because im rlly sad right now ok????"
"Dad I'm not even in the same ****ing country as you"
 
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dad..yes :/

also people who post huge "life" threads and expect people to give big advices. I'd recommend you talk to someone you know irl. And if someone in the thread replies and the op goes all like " i didn't ask for advice i just want stranger sympathy" or such.

I don't mind you talking but really don't be rude.

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Sockshare, Firedrive and putlocker aren't working anymore. How the heck am I going to watch my movies?!

/facepalm
 
I'm halfway between Houston and Dallas so this Texans/Cowboys game is ALL OVER my social media and I could not care lessss
 
soooo I basically slept with my ex's friend (we really liked each other and had been flirting for weeks, it wasn't just a random shag) and the friend told my ex and now it's awkward and my ex is really angry and saying i'm a whore etc.. I feel so bad that i've possibly ruined their friendship

IT ****IN HAPPENED
 
I have a dentist appointment on Wednesday, only I think I'm coming down with a cold so I'm not entirely sure whether to cancel or not.
 
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The boyfriend made a status stating: No one gives a damn how you feel. I commented, stating that I do. He texted me saying it was lyrics from a song, that it wasn't a statement about not caring about others or that others don't care for him. I feel miserable. I just keep thinking about him talking to that one girl he loved for so long....and how he can't seem to talk to me about anything anymore. I'm stressing, and I really shouldn't. The doctor says I stress too much. But what do I have to stress about? This is it. I don't have kids, I don't have a family to rely on, it's just me and my cat Merlin. The boyfriend, he seems like the only person in the world that cares about me. I was even planning on moving down to Texas; we were planning our own little adventure. I've opened up to him more then...probably one person. There's only one person in the whole world I've been this open with, and that person hates me now. I'm starting to wonder if maybe I'm just the sort of person that people generally don't like, or want to take advantage of. In order to move, I'll need to save up so much money...and I'm having health issues...and car issues....and no insurance, except liability on the car. It would take nothing for him to move here. He says he's dropping college. But he wants to stay for his friends. But I...I don't have even that. I bear my weight on the internet because strangers aren't as quick to judge, and they don't know me. If I died in my apartment, no one would know. I just feel so alone right now. And I feel like the one person that actually wanted me around...just doesn't want me anymore. And God, I just keep thinking...he didn't want to tell me he didn't want to talk to me...he didn't want to tell me he's still talking with the girl he loved before....and it's just eating at me.

Except Merlin, bless his little kitty soul. I got pretty sick last night and he layed with me throughout the whole night.
 
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I wish people would take me seriously at work
I mean most people are great but I get some people (people my age specifically) who just do not listen. We have certain rules like no taking your liquor outside, etc. and I find it very hard to enforce anything, because a) I'm a little 20 year old woman, there's nothing I can do physically to make people leave/listen to me, and b) I'm literally the only one here, it's not like we have a bouncer or anything to deal with idiots. It just frustrates me because people don't take me seriously just because of my age and the fact that I'm pretty lenient. I don't mind staying open a bit later if you want to finish a game of pool or whatever and I try to accommodate everybody and be nice. I like to think that I'm a nice person. I'm pretty easygoing. But that just seems to make people think that they can do whatever they want and walk all over me.

I had two people in last night who came in just as I was closing early (which I do if there's nobody here), which was fine and obviously I stayed open until our closing time. I actually knew the girl. At last call I asked if they wanted anything else, and they both got another beer even though the guy was like sipping his and had half left so I don't why he thought he's have time to drink another. Whatever. So when it comes closing time, they're finishing up a game of pool and their beers and such so I said, "I'm gonna turn the signs off and stuff but I still need to do my nightly cash-out and paperwork (which usually takes me about a half an hour), so no rush, I don't mind if you guys want to hang around". The bar is closed but I don't mind if people stay later since I'm there anyways. Then their ride showed up and they had to go - and of course the guy still had like nearly a full beer. He asked if he could take it with. I said no, you're not allowed to take any liquor outside, or with you obviously. So then they try to argue with me, oh I won't tell anybody, etc etc. No, it's just the rule. So she finishes the last bit of her beer and hands me the bottle, while he's still arguing with me. While I'm talking to him she just takes his beer and runs out. ;l I just looked at him and said, "okay, thanks for understanding, goodbye". I think he felt like an ass because when he was leaving he ****ed up the lock on the door and I had to come and fix it and he was all embarrassed and like, oh have a good night.

It's not that this is a big deal at all, it's just the principle of the thing. When I say not to do something, can you maybe not do it? It's not like I make the rules, and people don't seem to care that it's my ass on the line, if the inspector comes in and sees people doing stupid **** like this I'm the one who gets fined, or god forbid fired for something more serious. It's the same thing when I have to ID people - it seems like they're offended by being ID'ed by somebody younger than them. God help me if they don't and I have to ask them to leave. You think I want to do this and get *****ed at by people? No, it's my job. So lay off.
/huuuge rant
 
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The boyfriend made a status stating: No one gives a damn how you feel. I commented, stating that I do. He texted me saying it was lyrics from a song, that it wasn't a statement about not caring about others or that others don't care for him. I feel miserable. I just keep thinking about him talking to that one girl he loved for so long....and how he can't seem to talk to me about anything anymore. I'm stressing, and I really shouldn't. The doctor says I stress too much. But what do I have to stress about? This is it. I don't have kids, I don't have a family to rely on, it's just me and my cat Merlin. The boyfriend, he seems like the only person in the world that cares about me. I was even planning on moving down to Texas; we were planning our own little adventure. I've opened up to him more then...probably one person. There's only one person in the whole world I've been this open with, and that person hates me now. I'm starting to wonder if maybe I'm just the sort of person that people generally don't like, or want to take advantage of. In order to move, I'll need to save up so much money...and I'm having health issues...and car issues....and no insurance, except liability on the car. It would take nothing for him to move here. He says he's dropping college. But he wants to stay for his friends. But I...I don't have even that. I bear my weight on the internet because strangers aren't as quick to judge, and they don't know me. If I died in my apartment, no one would know. I just feel so alone right now. And I feel like the one person that actually wanted me around...just doesn't want me anymore. And God, I just keep thinking...he didn't want to tell me he didn't want to talk to me...he didn't want to tell me he's still talking with the girl he loved before....and it's just eating at me.

Except Merlin, bless his little kitty soul. I got pretty sick last night and he layed with me throughout the whole night.


*hugs*

I'm sorry things aren't going so great for you. And people do care. Don't think otherwise.
 
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