What pissed you off today? Mark II

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A certain someone eating all of dinner all by himself and not leaving any for anyone else. I cooked it by the way. :mad:

Oh it would be on like donkey kong were hubby to do that. Maybe he thought you'd eaten already?


My rant- I feel very alone at times, behind the barrier my movement disorder, fibromyalgia and inane drug sensitivities create. Trapped in flesh where the spirit wants to go on walks with the kids (and hunt Pokemon) but can't because more than a couple blocks can cause lots of collapsing.

Finally got a shift for my second job, that we needed me to cover but it's nearly an hour away over a road known for taking lives (curvy mountain roads + idiots =doom). Set up an emergency pick up for after my shift if needed but hope to not have to use him. Couldn't sleep last night for pain and spasms that racked my lower torso, thighs and hips. Ended up on the 5' beanbag of memory foam last night with a heated throw so wouldn't keep hubby up. Just so tired of being so goral tired. Almost would have rather lost a limb than this mess of autoimmune/neurological issues that are invisible to the naked eye. Sighs. Going to work the shift tomorrow even if kills me because even an extra hundred dollars in the budget is needed fiercely.
 
I have more sympathy for your apparent lack of a relationship with your father, than for the illness of some absentee you'd rather not speak to.

You seem to have pulled yourself through pretty good though. Good alternative family support? Or solo determination? (if you don't mind my inquisition)

A good single mother meant I got to live quite a lazy adolescence.
 
Oh it would be on like donkey kong were hubby to do that. Maybe he thought you'd eaten already?


My rant- I feel very alone at times, behind the barrier my movement disorder, fibromyalgia and inane drug sensitivities create. Trapped in flesh where the spirit wants to go on walks with the kids (and hunt Pokemon) but can't because more than a couple blocks can cause lots of collapsing.

Finally got a shift for my second job, that we needed me to cover but it's nearly an hour away over a road known for taking lives (curvy mountain roads + idiots =doom). Set up an emergency pick up for after my shift if needed but hope to not have to use him. Couldn't sleep last night for pain and spasms that racked my lower torso, thighs and hips. Ended up on the 5' beanbag of memory foam last night with a heated throw so wouldn't keep hubby up. Just so tired of being so goral tired. Almost would have rather lost a limb than this mess of autoimmune/neurological issues that are invisible to the naked eye. Sighs. Going to work the shift tomorrow even if kills me because even an extra hundred dollars in the budget is needed fiercely.

:rose::rose: those autoimmune diseases are just too much. Good luck with work.
 
Being coerced by outside forces to go see my dying father. Annoying because in my mind it's equivalent to somebody I've never met in my life who lives in Germany suddenly contacting me out of the blue and asking if I'll go see them. So it's not actually him that's annoying, more so the amount of effort that I'm going to have to expend getting there and back.

And please don't feel sad for me or anything, I specifically never mentioned him on the cancer thread because doing so would devalue the genuine anguish of people here with sick or dying relatives.

Outside forces... For whatever reason, I've had several "outside forces" that felt very passionate about me having more connection with my family. No matter how many times I said, "no really, I think we are much happier waving from afar." They insist that going to see them and being warm and friendly towards them will have one of those storybook breakthroughs where suddenly they get it and we build this sort of family relationship that never existed.

My family is a group of strangers I grew up with and occasionally fought with, today they are even more on the stranger side with no fighting. I like them being strangers I don't fight with.

Hm... I suppose this has become a bit of a rant for me. Good luck on your trip.
 
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Sounds like your dad and my dad should hang out some time :rolleyes:

If it's your description of your dad that I'm remembering (Abusive git?) then I should probably note that mine wasn't like that, more like MeekMe's description.
 
If it's your description of your dad that I'm remembering (Abusive git?) then I should probably note that mine wasn't like that, more like MeekMe's description.

Not so much physically (although I had gotten several bare knuckled back hands as a kid, for being a kid) but very much emotionally abusive.

I thank my lucky stars daily that he got mad enough at me to cut ties with me before my children were born. They're spared the emotional abuse, negativity, and nay saying of that entire side of my family.
 
my dad's a better grandpa than he was a father.

Mine, too.

He talks to my sib's kids all the time when we all get together (even the daughter who has yet to say Word 1 herself), but when we talk, it's all about my health issues, which stopped months ago being about how I'm doing, & has become repetitive stuff where he compares how many meds we're each on.

Mother, on other hand, brought me a bunch of food & drink tonight right before taking me back to same store so I could get some stuff for myself I specifically wanted. (Sounds great, until you realize she is also going w/twin sister to see niece's family out-of-town this weekend... I see it not as abandonment, but freedom to be guaranteed to things/spend time by myself, as I am often begging her to let me do.)
 
Carers coming into this house and using all my stuff.
I know it's necessary, but I'm not psychic...
"Hey, Alice, you know we used the last of your milk last night?" isn't going to get you more milk at 7am. :rolleyes:
 
At the gas station. I go in to prepay and a Hispanic man in front of me is in the middle of prepaying for his gas too. He hands the teller his money and heads outside as she puts it in the drawer. She asks for help because she's new and doesn't know why the register won't let her put in the guys payment for his pump. Teller 2 says it's because he has to hang up the pump nozzle first and tries to tell him that over the intercom outside. The old man behind me snickers rudely as the man outside didn't understand and the old man says "no speaks engles". The man speaks perfectly fine English. It's impossible to discern what is said over the intercom when you're outside next to a busy highway. I gave the old man a dirty look and paid for my gas. I hate assholes.
 
Since I woke up for Breakfast this morning knowing Mother was out-of-town this weekend (post #3173 in thread), thought I'd get the haircut I'd been long-delaying while she's away to surprise her when she gets back.

Off-&-on debating it amongst myself, as been feeling weak & would most-surely be walking there... Woke up, looked out window, & it's bright enough (& likely still quite warm), but seems to be raining very hard.
 
You do something nice for someone and you get attitude. WTF ungrateful asshole. Don't shoot the messenger and no nice deed goes unpunished. :mad: And you wonder why I think my life is better without you. :rolleyes:
 
Thread is about what made you mad, not your place to react to it. (This comes off as anger directed @ undeserving reader.)

That is what made me mad. If someone reads that as directed to them, then not only is in their head but they maybe need to dive deep to see why they feel that way. It's all on them.
 
Those other faces.

More specifically, those that tend to come to light during times of great strife in your life. To elaborate further, one's related to those you make the mistake of growing close with over an extended amount of time. The fact that, no matter how well you believe you come to know a person and feel that you truly mesh, you never really see them until you are lying in the gutter with a hand out asking for help. That's when true character comes to light, and we find ourselves either marveling at another's goodness and strength, or recoiling from a cold sneer. Today was one of those days. For twelve hours. Be careful who you approach with your heart, regardless of the perceived history you share.
 
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Thread is about what made you mad, not your place to react to it. (This comes off as anger directed @ undeserving reader.)

So you posted the original thread oh so many years ago? Because it was in 2007 by HottieMama for people to state what pissed them off. The entire situation Misshotndeep sounds worthy of a few expletives.

She didn't intend her comment to be about anyone here, that's pretty much understood on ranting/pissed off/upset one threads. Unless you call someone out directly, like you did. As did I, for that matter.

We all need a safe place to vent, comisserate with others and this thread provides that. Why did you take what was obviously directed at someone MHnD had done a favor for so personally?
 
Those other faces.

More specifically, those that tend to come to light during times of great strife in your life. To elaborate further, one's related to those you make the mistake of growing close with over an extended amount of time. The fact that, no matter how well you believe you come to know a person and feel that you truly mesh, you never really see them until you are lying in the gutter with a hand out asking for help. That's when true character comes to light, and we find ourselves either marveling at another's goodness and strength, or recoiling from a cold sneer. Today was one of those days. For twelve hours. Be careful who you approach with your heart, regardless of the perceived history you share.

*hugs*
 
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