Thank you. I’m a little down but you don’t need to worry about me.
Fuck today. Fuck bipolar II, you insidious cabbage who reeks of human excrement: My little girl, 8 years old, brought me a store-packaged bunch of daisies. I forgot to put them in water, they died, and she was very upset. I didn’t forget because I don’t care. I didn’t forget because I was working. I forgot because I’m in the bad days, and how do you explain that to an 8-year-old? IDK.
Fuck you, today. I have to believe tomorrow will be better.
Started chatting with someone nice, we were planning to meet up for a drink.
and then it came…
‘I’m technically still married’
“And I’m technically not OK with that.”
In a pretty crap mood. Family got done explaining to me based on real world experience why I am objectivally wrong and why liberals are letting illegals steal food from their mouths.
In fairness? The examples they gave of a local immigrant family passing a store along using a loophole in the system to get out of paying tax because immigrant and something about giving it to a sibling and leaving for a year then coming back, or this couple that is getting eight hundred bucks in SNAP?
Pretty damning and I can’t argue with them when they keep slamming example after example of that down.
And when I got called out on ‘defending the gays.’ I can’t tell them the real reason. Moral stances to one side I just can’t because of how they would probably react if they knew I wanted to date someone transgendered. Mom MIGHT accept or at least be polite. My stepdad? No.
But more to the point why I get so defensive not just around them but everyone? I fwwl like I have to punch up above where I am constantly. I do not feel like I hold any weight in any conversation or group talking to people who can and do hold more respect. This has gotten me in trouble elsewhere, but it leaves me going into a ‘discussion’ feeling like I have to arm for battle and it never feels like it’ll end well.
Edit: Elaboration time.
Mom cannot work because her heart has gone bad, but because of how much my stepdad makes she gets zero benefits. She is under the belief that José illegal can come in get a free phone’ full medical, housing, and food all from the government. Given she is of this belief this is possible (a belief stemmed from observation, so telling her that is wrong may as well be climbing up a sheer cliff made of slick ice covered in grease.) This angers her because my aunt on her side has had lifelong handicaps. I have handicaps. My twin and my sister are handicapped. Yet because of how the system supposedly has been rigged by Obama hard working people have to psy for illegals or undeservings to get care that can go to the elderly or those that literally cannot work. Her rage is born of the fact she is facing the end of her life and seeing a system that is going to leave those that depend on her ability to navigate beurocracy without while giving immigrants and ‘lazy’ people everything. Citing constant seeing people with nice cars and jewelry using SNAP at the grocery. She sees herself and her family as cornered and burdened. She feels her rage is just.
Yeah… that’s a “never mind” for sure.
I’m sorry. This all really sucks.
I may wind up giving yesterday a “Fuck Today”, because fuck, I had an epic good date. The kind that leads to trouble.
Did they give you details on the “technically still married” stuff? Maybe it’s not their fault, the person bailed and they don’t know where they are to divorce them properly?
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I had an epic good date. The kind that leads to trouble.
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But can’t it lead to good things, also? Or is this the same thing as the person you were chatting with?
In this case it could definitely lead somehwere. Rare to meet someone so self-aware and kind, and fun. Like, RARE.
That said, it’s one date who who knows, but that was a fantastic date, with an emphatic “yes, again, soon” at the end when I indicated I’d be quite glad to see her again.
Also, it was the first date I’ve been on when the President didn’t come up. That was amazing. At the end i mentioned that and we had a high five. Then I heard the most amaing sentence. “Yeah, I’m over complaining about that, I really only want to talk about what to DO about it.” [my heart skipped a beat for the third time that night]
People, if you’re dating, stop talking about the president! The other two people I had coffee with this week would not stop talking about it (which is fine, but probably not a great first impression!!!)
Given today I literally jumped out of a moving truck because I was that frustrated with my stepdad’s needling (did you ever wonder why liberal and lybian sound the same libtard?) I mean yea it was my stepdad rolling to a stop in our driveway but still.
Dumb move but my words have failed. Actions needed to be taken to show them that they had gone and been going too far.
Me and my stepdad are a lot alike in many ways. My parents have much good. But… Just… They have never been in a position where they are absolutely powerless and lacking good sane alternitives.
If nothing else, it is much better to be told by the person themselves than to find out any other way.
Where exactly did they learn the details of this situation? Just because they saw it in “the news” doesn’t mean it isn’t yet another Fox fabrication. Just like all those people with “nice cars and jewelry” using SNAP. If she’s in line with them, how would she know what car they drove? How would she know the necklace didn’t cost $4.99, or was handed down from grandma, or was something purchased before everyone in the family lost their jobs and they found themselves in dire straits?
Don’t get sucked into it too. Protect yourself.
Don’t you know, poor people deserve nothing but scorn and derision? How else will they know their place, and mine. /s
The only time you look in your neighbor’s bowl is to make sure that they have enough. You don’t look in your neighbor’s bowl to see if you have as much as them. — Louis CK
I guess I am lucky to be coming from a place where i’ve evicted all the toxic selfish people from my life. Selfish is good to a point, walking all over people is just not.
It is less ‘getting sucked in’ and more the fact I cannot adiquetly argue the point without resorting to ‘maybe.’
Also they bitch at me for ‘not giving trump a chance after telling them to let Obama have one.’ Trump had Eight Years to show the kind of person he was. He lead the ‘Obama is a kenyen’ bullshit. That said just because I do not want to give him a chance does not mean I want him impeached or that these ‘I will blindly obstruct’ people are folk I agree with.
That said my stepdad’s ‘you SHOULD feel uncomfortable in my house libtars, just like all your democrat buddies’ line… Bothers me. I don’t think he will resort to physical action but for neither parent to see how in my position I am not more than a little afraid of what MIGHT happen given both are tempermental at times and act before they think at points? (Where do you think I get it from? I have severe anger issues. I am no saint by any means.)
I tried talking to them, and while mom was acting biased she at least made it feel more like a debate… Sorta. Kinda.
I feel like shit I can’t get them to understand past politics I feel like my continued ‘good fortune at having a roof over your head and food in your belly and internet to bitch on’ is entirely dependant on them and that frightens me more than a little.
What’s worse is the debate continued breaking down over immigrant status and their insistance on anyone got kicked out with a visa ‘didn’t get it legally or it expired’ and ‘you are a VERY smart person but we invalidate everything you say because you don’t job’ then going on and on and on at how fake everyone is on Facebook.
FMLif that’s the case stop saying I’m smart or act like I get to have an opinion if it’s this constant pat on the head and ‘here is how the real world works go back to fantasy libtard land.’
Are there any programs in your area for people on disability? There might be group homes, day centers with a van to pick you up and drop you off, even work programs. GET OUT OF THE HOUSE and away from them as much as possible. They are harming your health.
Um, it should, that’s psychologically abusive. If you document it for a while you could ruin him legally, but I’d be more concerned with getting yourself somewhere safe and removing the influence of that person from your life.
That it isn’t easy may be a sign that it’s time to ask for some help. There are resources for YOU. They are your RIGHT.
And by the way, you should not be grateful for a roof pendulously hung over your head to be taken away, potentially, on a whim, over a tangential disagreement. That is not something to show gratitude for. That is utterly UTTERLY contemptuous.
I don’t have too many more Fuck Today’s.
I quit a job I hated, and have interviews with ones I’m optimistic about.
Both my parents love me, are worried about me, but frankly I am more worried about them.
I finally ended an abusive relationship.
So yeah, kinda Fuck Today. But I see a light at the end of the tunnel and it ain’t a train.
trick question, isn’t it? the answer is “road tunnel”, of course.
Well, we can mince words (or insects) but SnowPiercer might be the automatic optimistic way I feel