#immediately begibs playing piano on Susan's back and thinking of how to turn the argument into a song...yeah.
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For someone who went to school to be a journalist I sure fucking suck at following through.
So my mom's asked me idk how many fucking times the last few weeks to cut my sister's nails. (She can't do it herself cause shes disabled.) And I didn't. I forgot or I remembered late at night when she was asleep (neither of those are good excuses for me since I dont have anything that makes remembering shit hard) and to cut a long lecture/yell short I fucked up. My sis scratched herself up in her sleep and she scratched mom too, both could've been prevented by me doing the one thing I was asked to do. Problem is that my sister's caseworker people are allowed random inspections whenever so if they show up and my sis is all scratched up they leap to conclusions and take her away to a home somewhere where they'll scoop out her organs or steal her kidneys for other patients or r*pe her or other awful stuff I've been told. So then I got yelled at, (justifiably) because yeah that's fair (and I'm an idiot) and I really do hate myself cause I'm falling back into old habits of not following through or procrastinating when i know i shouldn't and it ALWAYS bites me in the ass. And then I end up doing it again and here we are. Long and short of it is I'm venting, I'm being a idiot who doesn't like criticism and I'm being a little bitch baby about it and hoping this will help me get it out of my system so I can...fuck idk, not do it again? Either way that sucked and I'm fucking being stupid and self depreciating and all that even tho I KNOW it doesn't help. I got nothing, just wanted to vent and didn't wanna tell my friends cause they'd just only have my side of the story to go on and thats not fair to my mom. All this to say that although she didn't intend to, momma did indeed raise a weak lil bitch. It's me. This isn't helping me FIX anything and Mom already clipped my sister's nails and screamed at me (again, fair this is my fault) so it's kinda over and I just gotta sit with it. I guess. How does ANYBODY DO THIS SHIT? Like genuinely. HOW? It feels like I'm always fucking something up and then I don't really know what to when I get called out and I just-DAMNIT. (So yeah I wanna be dead lmao)
Anyway nobody will probably read this and that's cool just getting my stupid shit out somewhere I guess. I don't deserve any pity for it either cause it's my fault and it's just my brain eating itself and shitting out bullshit I guess. So yeah.
#personal#shadowwolf speaks#vent#tw vent#tw suicidal ideation#tw passive suicidal#can you tell i have no coping mechanisms except food and wanting to be dead when i fuck somethingup#like that would help#my future therapist is gonna have a fucking field day#as a sidenote my blood pressure shot up while i was being (fairly) screamed at and i thought i was gonna die lol#everything was all bright and my hearing kept going in and out and i had to lean against a wall for a sec#needless to say i think I under those panic attack depictions a lot better now.#nothing quite like the whole world sliding into high definition and 240p simultaneously while your hearing and balance fucks up#really puts the world in perspective.#if anyone has seen tick tick boom and you know the scene where johnathan and susan were arguing and they they hig and make up and he#immediately begibs playing piano on Susan's back and thinking of how to turn the argument into a song...yeah.#elements of those feeling might end up in a story somewhere down the line#anyway i wish i was dead lol#(not really)#tw long post#idk why im even posting this#to delete
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