Posted by muffled on May 11, 2007, at 19:54:24
In reply to Is there something wrong with me?, posted by muffled on May 10, 2007, at 23:12:36
I just seem all mixed up right now.
All mixed up.
Like tossed salad.
Tomatoes cukes cabbage carrot dressing croutons, everything all tossed, so I duuno whats what, who's who or why.
And now its the weekend.
T DID phone this a.m. early, but I missed call. I gone all day. Now its too late to call. Its weekend now. She don't give a f*ck bout clients on weekends, she goto take care of herself on weekends so she can take care of us on weekdays.
This is such B*LLSHIT this T stuff cuz I got no memories, or if I do I not allowed to know, just shuts off, can't stop it (don't wanto stop it).
SO WHATS the point of T????
To torture myself that this person gives a sh*t? When she can say it till the cows come home, she could fling herself from the rooftop, but I CAN'T beleive her....mostly.
SPLITNESS. I LOVE IT?HATE IT. It save me, it torments and confuses me. I dunno who I am, how to get back the me I like best. How not to spin into space.
I gonna leave my T an voicemail, and its gonna say 'I am in space, lost in space'. Cuz I am. I got no appt set for next week cuz I left in hurry last appt. In her voicemail to me she just said I could call her back. She didn't say nuttin bout no appt. Mebbe she DON'T want me back cuz I too frustrating. I wouldn't want me back. She try and try and I spit in her face (figuratively).
RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.
I just GOT TO RUN.
With kids you just can't run.
I am stuck.
Maybe I will shave my head and be ugly.
poster:muffled
thread:757668
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