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So I've decided that there is only one person in this entire world whom I truly hate. And I certainly wish that he would disappear from our lives forever, but is that bad karma, or something that would never happen, regardless? In any case, I'm tired of watching him do absolutely nothing, wallowing in unwarranted self-pity, lying to our friends and family about what he will do or is doing, and pretending as though he's not done anything wrong during the entire time of his unemployment. My mother is doing all of the work and when she urges him to do something, to find a job, to stop being so picky about what source of employment he wants and what kind of pay or work hours or benefits he gets, he calls her a b***h and says she's insulting him. He doesn't care about this family. He only cares about himself and doesn't stop to think that if he doesn't reapply for unemployment (or even if he does, they won't accept him since he isn't actively looking for a job- he's now unemployed merely by choice, not by circumstance), of if he doesn't reapply for food stamps, that he, too, will not get to eat or live comfortable. Yet, he complains that life is boring and he wishes he had a job.
It's bullshit. And I called him out on it. I told him he's a worthless piece of s**t. And he always has been. The only good that came from him are my two brothers whom I'd never trade for anything, despite our occasional sibling spats. I hate this man who has never been a true husband, or a true father. It's awful of me to use such a strong word for a strong emotion, but it is absolutely true. I can't deny how I feel about it all, or about this kind of person. He fakes being a 'good man', when in actuality, all he is, is an abuser, a mooch, a closed-minded hypocritical bigot, and a lazy little boy who expect 'wifey' to do all of the work for him.
And now, I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. He won't take me to work today because I've made my hatred clear to him and he, of course, thinks its completely undeserving--- yet, even though the second vehicle is FINALLY out of the shop-- I have to call my mother out of work early in order to get to my job on time. It's quite unfair- if I had my license again (I can't drive again til I have new glasses, because I'm restricted...) it wouldn't be much of an issue. If I even had bus money it wouldn't be much of an issue, but I'm next to broke and there's only one person I could possibly ask for bus fare-- and it ain't happening.
This is me...being emo. emo
"I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat. And then on some dark cold night, I’ll steal away into your home and punch you in the face."
--Sue Sylvester heart
 ImaginAriesLight · Tue Jun 09, 2009 @ 07:10pm · 0 Comments |
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