i find it strange how men think...
so, dennis and i argued this evening, as usual... he's pissed about me moving, yadda yadda ya... plays his normal "how is this going to affect the girls..." Then comes in 20 minutes later CRYING.... yes, i said CRYING.... going "depsite what you think i really do love you, i just wish we could get along" And i'm like, "dude, when i was pregnant and never did anything wrong, and you were yelling and screaming at me plain and simply cuz i couldn't do much when i was puking my guts up all day, WHOSE FAULT WAS THAT?!?!?! When I was perfectly happy, go lucky, didn't have a problem w/ anything, who was bitching that i left a light on, or a cabinet open, or dishes in the sink?!?!?! Who is the one who FINDS reasons to bitch at me? WHO is the one who sits and makes snide comments about my looks?!?!? YEAH, WELCOME TO REALITY, I WAS SKINNY AS HELL, HAD KIDS, GOT FAT!!! What am i supposed to do?!?!? become a fucking junkie? Hmmm, would that fix anything??? NO.... i spend all of my time playing w/ the girls or at school, or at work... or something... I don't eat like a normal person, waiting a ady to eat then eating a meal CAUSES a person to retain weight... I KNOW why i'm fat... WOO HOO... congrats... bitch about it... at least i'm not like 300 lbs and unable to walk or some shit... I'm not a size 3, sorry.... highschool is over. FUCK.... I mean seriously... What the fuck is wrong with him?!?!?!? every fucking day it's SOMETHING that i do wrong. If i don't have my kids w/ me, I'm a terrible mother... i lie about everything, i do this, i do that, blah blah blah.... I am so sick of his bullshit... he's never wrong, he's always the victim... poor little dennis... got the shit beat out of him as a kid, so now he's always the victim... BOO FUCKING HOO...
god, i'm being mean, sorry, i am just so sick and tired of his bullshit... hopefully, i will find a place w/ in the next week-ish, and be outta here... cross your fingers....
