PacificBlue
Beautiful
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- Jul 11, 2001
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I've been walking around with a bug up my ass for the last 24 hours and I'm getting fed up with myself. I've got better things to do other than to sit and stew.
Here's my bug... I stayed home from work yesterday. I had the worst stomach ache I've had in a long while caused by the migraine that is still racking my brain most likely caused by the black floaters I'm seeing in my left eye.
My point... I didn't feel well. I was supposed to go to an event last night. I called to cancel, explained my situation. I got an incredible guilt trip and then it was insinuated that I was lying and if I was I should just say so. I had no idea what to say...I was hurt. I am still hurt. I realized that the people I've put so much faith in don't have faith in me. I feel incredibly alone. I got myself out of bed, showered and drove (not something I should have done) to get what was needed to the place it was needed and then turned around and came home. What was needed wasn't THAT important. Later, I got a phone call telling me how beautiful 'the gift' was that I had dropped off...blah, blah, blah... hope your feeling better...no more guilt, no apology. There won't ever be one either. If I bring up the subject...somehow it will get turned around to something I didn't do, my tone of voice, blah, blah, blah. I never get an apology. I get more guilt.
I went back to work today, head still hurting, I no sooner sat down at my desk..."How are you feeling? You look like you still hurt... before I had a chance to answer... I need this, this, this, this, this, and this as soon as you can possibly get it, OK?
I'm tired and I need a hug.
Here's my bug... I stayed home from work yesterday. I had the worst stomach ache I've had in a long while caused by the migraine that is still racking my brain most likely caused by the black floaters I'm seeing in my left eye.
My point... I didn't feel well. I was supposed to go to an event last night. I called to cancel, explained my situation. I got an incredible guilt trip and then it was insinuated that I was lying and if I was I should just say so. I had no idea what to say...I was hurt. I am still hurt. I realized that the people I've put so much faith in don't have faith in me. I feel incredibly alone. I got myself out of bed, showered and drove (not something I should have done) to get what was needed to the place it was needed and then turned around and came home. What was needed wasn't THAT important. Later, I got a phone call telling me how beautiful 'the gift' was that I had dropped off...blah, blah, blah... hope your feeling better...no more guilt, no apology. There won't ever be one either. If I bring up the subject...somehow it will get turned around to something I didn't do, my tone of voice, blah, blah, blah. I never get an apology. I get more guilt.
I went back to work today, head still hurting, I no sooner sat down at my desk..."How are you feeling? You look like you still hurt... before I had a chance to answer... I need this, this, this, this, this, and this as soon as you can possibly get it, OK?
I'm tired and I need a hug.