It’s so scary how one little bit of frustration rolls and rolls and rolls to form an avalanche.
As much as I love my family it’s like I’m talking to brick walls. No one listens to what I have to say and they don’t care for my opinion. Then why are you asking me to take on tasks that you guys have a problem with me completing?
And angsty adolescence is a touchy stage I understand, but seriously I want to beat the living shit out of my brother sometimes. It’s so hard to be patient when every well intention-ed word that comes out of my mouth sounds like nagging to him.
I “stared” at him too long apparently when he was eating and all of a sudden I’m judging him for not eating his vegetables. Seriously? I could care less.
Don’t stay up too late playing video games. “I’ll do what I want, shut up.” Wow. Not that I expected a nice come back, but really? This kind of disrespect makes me want to punch a wall.
Times like these makes me miss being able to live by myself. And you can call me a whiny bitch, but pent up frustration for over 3 months has finally exploded.