Things got nasty here last night. It's my anxiety and depression causing us to argue. Plain and simple. I guess at the end of the day the real problem is I hate it here. MI, not at home. B wanted to use my truck today and I went into this weird protective mode that exploded into an argument. It's not that I don't trust her, it's that I don't trust the people around here. No one around here seems to respect other people's property. They're so caught up in being poor and helpless that if you have something nice, they try to ruin it. It's the monkey who tries to get the banana but is beaten down by the other monkeys. It sucks. We were at it until midnight. I haven't really slept and am in a pretty shitty mood. That's going to make for a fun day of teaching.
Taught all day. Argued all night. Fuck everything.
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