my shift keys aren’t working atm, so forgive the crappy punctuation errors.
It’s been…just one more day. Mood didn’t start out too bad sans some attitude from my kid. Went to the shop. Kenny was there. Then Robert. Then R’s stepson who hogged the computer to watch youtube videos which had me filling out tickets on any corner i could find.
ass trash. Too much activity, too many people. Throw in three, four tvs running simultaneously and it’s just inviting my brain to start bleeding.
R tied my exhaust pipe up so it’s not dragging. Got home. Went to go get cat food. Lower half of exhaust came loose and was dragging. GRRRRRRRRRR. So I got under it and wired it up with a coat hanger.
I’m just…a bit numb.
Had a non riveting conversation with Kenny today in which he told me depression is not real,it’s just an excuse for people to be lazy and not try. Then he said kids don’t have ADHD, parents just need to hit them harder and instill more fear in them. I tried to point out that no amount of intimidation or violence will correct a chemical imbalance. It’s no use, though, his mind is made up. Whatever.
I’m people’d out. No more.
Came home to an unimpressive report from Bex on my kid’s behavior while I was gone. Then the kid started in on me, rapid fire babble non stop, mouthing off. I found out she tried to punch one of the kittens because “I don’t like her” and about had a brain bleed.
How can this sadistic self centered little sociopath belong to me? I’m not this bad, I at least love animals and have empathy for people who are ostracized and oppressed.
But then again, it’s shark week and my hormones are out of whack and I am alternating between sadness and resentful anger.
Maybe that is why I’m not sure how I feel. The hormone imbalance distorts things and the bipolar amplifies it so…I don’t think even I know how I feel right now.
I just know I am…people’d out. Brain reboot time.