February 13, 2014

February 13, 2014

*&+?|~!$<  I am have a shitty week.  I feel like a failure.  I made Ricky hate me and Tommy dislike me and Jessie doesn't want to know me.  Dad and I are not getting along.  I let dogs hurt each other.  So I am sitting here eating myself into oblivion, hating what I have done to people I love, trying to find a solution or an answer and nothing is working.  I have spent most of my life struggling with this.  It seems to be an offense in the eyes of others that I am living my life.  I had to fight my mother to be able to live my life.  And now I am having to fight another part of my family to live my life.  Why is it never OK to be who I am?  Is it really so bad?  I understand that people don't always like me.  That isn't what I am addressing.  This is more of a not fitting the image that others have of me.  Or not fulfilling their expectations. 

Or is this all my imagination???