Damn straight it is. I’ve been dealing with a lot of bullshit at home over the last four days, and it’s mostly nit-picking stuff, but it still irks the fuck out of me! I get it, I really do, there are things I’ve done, not done right, or plain as fuck not done at all that are piling up, and for some god forsaken reason you feel the need to hold it all in for one day, when I just happen to be coming and going from my room as I am want to do, and fucking rant at me, listing off all the shit I’ve done wrong as well as throw in a few insults here and there just to make me feel all the more special.
But the biggest pile of bullshit that spewed from your mouth was the fact that ONLY American citizens who work their asses off get the ability to say whatever the f uck they want, and the rest of us poor saps can just suck on a cement brick in regards to that. That’s an even bigger pile of “Fuck your couch” than the time you tried to convince me I was still under 18, when I knew full damn well that was a fucked up lie.
I get that you’re stressed, you’ve got a bunch of shit to do, and no one’s helping you out, so you feel like3 you’re all alone, well how’s about this? Everyday I fucking work my fucking ass off on various projects, so sword and scythe productions related, others because, well, fuck you, that’s why. I don’t talk to you because I DON’T want to talk to you about minor bullshit that I really don’t fucking care about. Yet I find myself constantly biting my tongue, because I really don’t want to get drawn in to one of your fucked up attempts at starting an argument when you’re incredibly fucking bored, have nothing better to do, and morei mportantly, you can’t find a damned alternate source of relaxation.
Also, there’s the matter of the whole Talking back vs. having a conversation bit you seem to have a whole whale of trouble descerning which is which. Talking back is what you tell CHILDREN, not ADULTS, when having a conversation that’s not going you’re way.
Having a conversation, is what two ADULTS do. This is also known to us REGULAR folk, is HU-MAN IN-TER-AC-TION. See? I had to break it down for you so that way whatever hardwiring you’ve got going on in that semi-demented thing you call a brain doesn’t have a shit fit because of t he whole “you’re wrong/ I’m w\right mentality.
there is another thing I’d LOVE to touch up on. This whole fucked up the ass thing you’ve got going on about the habitual telling me that I either “Never do anything right.” or “I never finish anything I start.” You see, you wall faced baboon, there’s this thing called repitition, as well as outside stimuli. Also, learned behaviour!
You see when training a dog, you give a command, and then reward the behaviour. That’s called training with positive reinforcement. There’s also this thing called negative reinforcement which is pretty much the same deal only except… well, you repeatedly insult the poor thing until you get the desired reult. I’m not done yet.
This is how I destress. I write. Fuck your couch, that’s why.
That whole thing correlates to what you’ve been gradually doing to me, whether you realize it or not. My mentality, as slightly messed up as it is, can only take so much stress. In ALL of its forms. you might be thinking to yourself, “What do you have to be stressed about?” Lemme t ell you.
A fuckload. And with you adding to it slowly but surely… you get the picture.