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Tag Archives: non-confrontational or passive-aggressive?
I choose defeat; I walk away – and leave this place the same today…
Go figure. Last post I made was lamenting about my weight, self-loathing, etc. Several months later, here I am, embarking on my 3rd week of treatment. I’m in intensive outpatient therapy for my eating disorder. Binge Eating Disorder (BED). Compulsive/Emotional … Continue reading
Tosh point blah, whatever.
Honestly, I could not give a fuck about this Tosh/Rape thing. All though, it’s got me all riled up, so I guess I do care. The world is in a huge kerfuffle about it (god, I’ve been dying to use … Continue reading
Don’t test me.
If people’s assholery, selfishness, and fucktardedness manage to screw with the happiness of those I love… THERE WILL BE HELL TO MOTHERFUCKING PAY. I don’t act on my anger ever that often. Do not give me a reason to. (you’d … Continue reading
I can’t even put into words…
I’m so done. I am so done even making attempts to be friends with people anymore. Why should I even be friends with people who are NOT NICE. Who will take the first opportunity to slam someone else. Who make … Continue reading
I’m alright, I’m alright, don’t worry I’ll be fine.
Today’s blog title song quote is from “You Won’t See Me Cry” by Sue Medley. I’d link a video, but apparently there isn’t one, except for some stupid fan video for some couple on some TV show that I have … Continue reading
Stick a fork in me.
I am beyond done. I have nothing left to give. Come tomorrow I will carry on, like I do, because that’s what I always do. But I have beyond nothing left. I am so drained. “Fake it ’til ya make … Continue reading
Everyone I know goes away in the end…
Things are changing. They have been changing. Over the past year. I don’t like it. It’s part of life, I suppose. People grow up, grow apart, get sucked into drama or (much like myself) get trapped in their own head. … Continue reading
Dancin’ with myself
Or talking to myself. Same difference, I suppose. I can tweet, facebook and blog to my heart’s (dis)content, but the chance that anybody fucking cares – slim to none. Some care, and I know who you are. I think. I … Continue reading
We interrupt this program…
sometimes, you choose quiet over socializing. this can mean a cozy evening with the internet and bad reality tv. this can mean shuffling from room to room. half-hearted scrubbing the same areas of the kitchen, bathroom…over and over. you can’t … Continue reading
Long weekend
Long weekends are kinda blissful, aren’t they? Lord knows I certainly needed it. My work-related breakdowns have continued. I am very tired. But, as I’ve stated about 4 billion times, I can’t quit. I can’t look for a new job. … Continue reading