I’m All Done
There are certain people in my life that can kiss my ass from this day forward. For those people in my life that think they can just treat me like a fixture that always has to be there no matter what - Fuck you. For those people in my life that think they can fuck with my emotions and then want to know what “I’m so wound up about?” Step off you motherfucker.
Anyone that reads this that is offended by the language I apologize. But yesterday I was so down I couldn’t barely get out of bed most of the day. But today? Today I’m pissed. And I have a hot Irish temper. When it gets flared up, it’s hard to come back down.
Today, in my anger, I have decided I’m all done. Done being made to feel like a second class citizen. Done being made to feel like I’m the least important thing in the life of someone I put at the top of my own list. Done doing everything to take care of another around me and having nothing done in return at all. No effort put into me by someone that I try to take care of as much as any other member of the family. I’m done with the cop outs. I’m done being made to feel like shit and unworthy of love and attention and respect. I AM DONE!
Yesterday was wonderful when my children gave me things they had made me. My son made me a gift in school and a card and he had his little sisters make me a card too. If not for Nicholas I would have been forgotten or blown off altogether.
Yesterday someone was supposed to come home from their weekend early to spend the afternoon with me “because it was Mother’s Day”. Yesterday someone decided to blow me off for others and showed up at 6:30pm.
I really thought the year I was told “You’re not MY mother why do I have to get you anything?” was the worst one. I was wrong. Sitting all afternoon waiting for someone to show up that said they would, not having them show up and then having them cop an attitude once they got here was worse.
And to have that person give me the silent treatment this morning? Unreal. That’s what pissed me off. I am not wrong to be hurt and I am not wrong to be all done giving of myself to someone that makes me feel like shit all the time. I’m not going to live this way anymore.
Family, Me, Me, Me | Jules May 9, 2005
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mrs diamond, May 9, 2005 @ 3:18 pm
awww hun…:-(
I am so sorry. (((((HUGS))))
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Marcia, May 9, 2005 @ 10:22 pm
Go ahead and vent. Hope it helps a little.
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Diane, May 10, 2005 @ 2:35 pm
(hugs)
I am an email away if you need to talk.
(been there - I know that feeling. offering hugs)
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Blair, May 10, 2005 @ 6:10 pm
Oh my!
I would be equally angry!
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Michele, May 11, 2005 @ 12:46 pm
Oh. Of course the laguage doesn’t offend me in the least, but that he did that to you? That he said that on some other mother’s day? THAT offends me.
I’m sorry that happened Jules.And I hope everything gets worked out, one way or the other.
Email if you need me!
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Tuesday, May 12, 2005 @ 12:35 pm
I am sorry.
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Hula Doula, May 19, 2005 @ 11:30 am
So sorry that you’re having a rough time. HUGS your way. I can’t even imagine what you are going through. So so sorry