tired of my mom always trying to argue with me over something but not being able to stand up to the other two people in my household.

for real, quit arguing with me over simple ass issues and stop talking to me about shit that you could tell your husband/my father and my brother acting like it's my fault for their shit. like yesterday, i had to hear her once again vent about my father doing this, my brother doing that, my grandparents and she all gets out her frustration by telling me about that shit and then has the fucking nerve to mix me into the equation as if i'm responsible for that shit. look, you get at them. address them. you have an issue with them. talk to them. stop getting me caught up in your little dramas you have going on. you're doing yoga, you're doing mediation, spirituality or whatever you're doing and see, it's NOT working because if it was, you would have washed your hands from all that shit and just focused on what you had to do. instead, you're still doing the same shit you did before and it's not like you're advancing. you know what your problems and issues are. i told you about my father/your husband and the shit he does. fuck it, you've had the okey dokey shit for fucking 20 years.

matter of fact, i'm getting tired of all these people trying to dump, project their problems and feelings unto me. i have ENOUGH shit on my plate to deal with. i don't feel like being a psychologist and having other people make me feel miserable. i thought about this shit when i was writing in my journal last night. i have these people that are assholes that i probably have every right to beat up, punch in the face, kick the living shit out of them, stomp them out and the whole nine trying to make their little issues MY issues. like at work, i had some people being absolute moronic jackasses trying to make my day rough. if that's one thing i can't stand, i HATE it when people try to make their problems other people's problems. like that upsets me. like what do i HAVE to do with your shit, fam? for real... whenever i see someone ice grilling me like this one fat opa lopa bitch that i seriously wanted to punch in the face for looking at me wrong like don't look at me like you want to fight because if you do, we're going to have problems. that's for all you people outthere. don't look at me wrong. if you mad, look at the wall or something. DON'T LOOK AT ME FUNNY OR I'MA FUCKING CONFRONT YOU OR YOU GONNA HAVE A PROBLEM LATER ON DOWN THE ROAD, SERIOUS. smile or something. if you mad, then look elsewhere and i'll mind my business with your shit as long as you mind yours. that's another thing, mind your motherfucking business too. for real, sometimes i feel like going off on these people that keep FUCKING with me and they think they have the right to do that shit. well, they don't and i'ma put the record straight since they got it all fucked up. but yo... i don't have any problems with anybody. i love everybody even though some of you people don't love me. i was going to say that i hope you die to those of you that don't love me but you know what, i love you. i'm going to take the higher road. don't make me do something that'll make you regret fucking with me. i will fucking hurt you. but anyways, i'm trying to be at peace. i'm happy right now. miserable people will try to make you feel miserable along with them. i know this very well because i've done this and do it from time to time. i'm a human being but some people think they're better than everybody where they can't admit that shit so fuck them. i don't fuck with them and they don't fuck with me. for real... i'm getting better at controlling myself but like what i was going to do before. i'm going to masturbate, get myself a haircut, go to the post office if it's still open and chill the fuck out. enjoy the rest of your day.