Overwhelmed Sunday

I never heard back from the landlord.  It is very possible that my overactive imagination is going to the worst case scenario.  It is possible.  Seems like when my hopes get a little bit up?  I got someone there to pop that balloon.  My landlord doesn't do very well in his communications in texting which can lead you to wonder, What was meant by that?  For all we know, he may be unsure when the monster is leaving.  Less than 2 weeks and we'll know.  

I am tired from the lurker and the things that I found working on files.  I'm finding comments and things that explain why the new person has some apprehension about working with the lurker.  I was disgusted when I came across it and I know if I bring it up?  It'll get ignored.  I know there was a point where the lurker was being talked to but I think there's a manipulation that's going on that's fooling people.  Leave me alone is all I say.  My patience is at the snapping point again if the littlest thing gets said to me.  

There are people who are emotional vampires and there's too many in my life.  Well there's a big one in all of our lives that sits in the White House.  I will tread lightly with my words with those who have caused me stress but sometimes don't you just feel like saying directly Shut the F up?  I have had enough of your bull fill in the blank part.  Quit lying.  If you didn't talk mental health pills, I wouldn't need to for you know what sake.  

These are the challenges a lot of people face. I know that.  My mom is looking at Cudahy of all places which sounds appealing.  I know there's trouble with vandalism.  There is here.  I don't care.  It's closer to the lake and well, I just don't care.  They were gone when we came home from grocery shopping so my mom checked the water.  He turned the hot water off and he turned it so tight, she can't undo it.  If there was a guy here?  I don't know if he would try it.  He ran when he saw my brother in-law.  I'm tired of the bullying things that he does.  And the lying.  He would be a good person to date the lurker.   

He's just a psychopath.  Jail would be a good place for him.  

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