Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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The fact that my supervisor could raise her voice at me again, tomorrow.

My cough

My Dad is shouting at his friend right now because she apparently doesn't undertstand why something shouldn't be in a certain room. He sounds so cross and stressed, and I don't like it when that happens. I went back upstairs because I couldn't bear to hear it.

i didnt get to clean the house today. the urge is upon me. and i did not ask a question about whether or not the liberal national party members who did support same sex marriage would cross the floor in support of it despite their leader and party line being opposed to it.

This happened yesterday, but it really frustrates me when people aren't specific enough when they try to answer my questions, especially when that person is my mother.

We were out buying supplies and she told my brother and I to buy the stuff separately so we could use both coupons. I didn't understand why we couldn't pay for the items all together, and she just kept answering me, "Because they won't let us use two coupons." I'd ask her why they won't let us and she just kept saying the same thing over and over again.

I finally read the coupon and it said "One coupon per customer per day."

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My nephew Coke needs to eat! Obviously we're related.

Just wondering how i can still be doing so badly in life after all this time made me unhappy.

Single life D:

All the noise, noise, noise.

today made me unhappy today. i went to go see my sister and my parents were just yeach in many ways and i missed the last bus and they wouldnt drop me off to the train station so i had to walk there- i left 9:25 at night and it took 50minutes to get there in the rain. and then it took me till 12:30am to get home.
they were suspicious of what i told centrelink to get them to accept my claim- they think i told them that they abused me. im sure they still think its discipline and emotional/verbal abuse doesnt count.
and i was stuck on the train with sexist pigs i wanted to punch or impale with my umbrella. i picked a fight with them. and i broke the eggs i brought from the supermarket. i just wanted to get home early and snooze and read and clean.
i hate sundays. i was invited to a party to not celebrate the queens jubilee today and i made excuses. my comrades are trying to be friendly but they keep suggesting partys and i get so uncomfortable at these things for so many reasons but i feel bad for always saying no.
aaaand i forgot to add sexist pigs were also racist- they asked me if i was italian and when i said no, i'm lebanese they were like "NO YOU'RE NOT. PROVE IT!" so i told them to shut their mouths in the crudest way possible in arabic. what am i supposed to look like? im so gosh darned sick of this response. i do not like being told im lying, kidding, wrong, faking it, etc when i tell people my ethnic background, race or my nationality. if i say im arab im arab, if i say im lebanese im lebanese, if i say i come from australia then, by george, i come from australia.

I can't get my Sweet Peas to work.

Walking in the heat and humidity in a crowd.

Fat bashing on WP. Women have to be thin. It's the same old garbage. I'm glad I have Gender Identity Disorder.

I had to do PE out in the cold and wind, in short sleeves, and I cried, but I couldn't go in, and I could only borrow a jumper if i was willing to stay 10 minutes after school, which I wasn't.

I've been on the phone with my Grandmother all morning, finding out all the juicy nuggets about my family history. My mothers side of the family is, well, broken..... So many social misfits. I really wonder how they managed to keep the bloodline going.

Finally told my Grandmother about the abuse I took at the hands of the woman who gave birth to me. I was anxious over nothing. I wish I could have told her years ago. She handled it better than I thought she would, she told me "I was waiting for this moment", She had suspicions for years but my Grand parents were not allowed to have any part of my life unless the woman who gave birth to me was having a crisis and needed their help (food, money, truck to move). Found out that my Grand parents tried to get custody of me when they found out she was trying to get me put on Ritalin, "she just wanted to turn you into a zombie so she didn't have to deal with you, we fought that tooth and nail, but social services wouldn't step in because they like to keep the child with the mother" At least they tried.

She said she was proud of me just for surviving so long, I don't know how to feel about that, what is she trying to tell me?

She gave me encouragement to go get help. She said I can call her anytime.

More flashbacks. I just want to remove my brain with a spoon.

well the financial rug has been pulled out from under me again. i am going to end up on the street if things keep happening to my mom's income........