Seriously, Mother? Now I’m the stupid one again? Grr. Are you kidding? Just yesterday you told me off because I had said that my brother’s often numerous questions annoyed me to death sometimes. You said that I needed more patience. So today, when I’m annoyed because I just took care of him for TWO HOURS because you were chatting to your friend, and I’m telling you why I’m annoyed now, even though I wasn’t before, you actually said that I just should’ve sent him away? Like what the fuck? Yesterday you criticized me and heaped guilt onto my shoulders because apparently I can’t get mad because he doesn’t understand the situation with my illness, and today, when I’m actually trying to please you and spend time with him even though I really can’t because I’m on edge, you tell me that that was stupid and I shouldn’t have done it? What on earth, Mother? Are you being serious? And then, when I brought up the patience issue that you chided me for, you then go and reprimand me again for ‘putting words in your mouth’? What is up? What the hell is up?
No. No. No.
Fuck this. Seriously.
Now I’m crying again. And I can’t even punch anything because my arm hurts. Talk about being miserable.