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Nov. 29th, 2001 10:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariMom went through my stuff today. Found the broken remote and gave me a nice long lecture about how she won't buy me nice things anymore (The TV was a gift from last Christmas). Granted, I shouldn't have done it. But that was no excuse for her going through my stuff. She didn't want to ehar that, she wanted to bitch about my broken remote. She didn't want to hear that I usually replace things I've broken. She didn't want to hear that that's the first hting I've broken in years. She didn't want to hear that I havent' lost my temper since Pennsylvania. She didn't want to ehar that my temper goes WAY up when I'm off the estrogen.
Nope. A broken remote is all she sees. A remote that isn't even for her TV. Well...a TV she hasn't "accquisitioned" yet.
But you know what?
It doesn't matter anymore. She is going to do whatever the hell she wants, and I can't convince her otherwise.
I am never getting out of here. I am never getting away from her. I am never going to be a real working functioning human.
I am walking talking mistake in her eyes, and to anyone she can talk to.
Some days, I wonder why I was born. Some days, I wonder what is left.
Some days I wonder if it's really worth it.
There's a gerat scene in the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy of a naked man tossing some money into the air, and walking into the sea. The narration is something along the lines of "Some people even think coming out of the sea was a bad idea." I am that man.
I'm going back to bed now. There's little for me to be awake for.
Nope. A broken remote is all she sees. A remote that isn't even for her TV. Well...a TV she hasn't "accquisitioned" yet.
But you know what?
It doesn't matter anymore. She is going to do whatever the hell she wants, and I can't convince her otherwise.
I am never getting out of here. I am never getting away from her. I am never going to be a real working functioning human.
I am walking talking mistake in her eyes, and to anyone she can talk to.
Some days, I wonder why I was born. Some days, I wonder what is left.
Some days I wonder if it's really worth it.
There's a gerat scene in the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy of a naked man tossing some money into the air, and walking into the sea. The narration is something along the lines of "Some people even think coming out of the sea was a bad idea." I am that man.
I'm going back to bed now. There's little for me to be awake for.
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Date: 2001-11-30 04:07 am (UTC)Feel better.
Nathan