-- Posted by blufindr at 9:46 pm on July 2, 2008 love how people get shitty at me. fuck, wait, no i don't. i love how people try to guilt me into doing what they want and losing everything of myself that i am. for example, leaving my phone outside because "it's harmful to call someone (my boyfriend) at 1am". yeah, it's so fucking harmful, because he stopped me from walking out and killing myself. and "how hard they work to support me. they work when i'm sleeping, and they took the week off because of how 'ill' i got, and how they weren't making any money this week, but i was spending heaps". yeah. because it totally wasn't your choice. and it was totally my fault i tried offing myself again. and because it's my fault you send me to private school. and because it was my fault i didn't want to go. and because you are the best and always know best, and i'll fuck myself over for not listening to you. guess what? if i listened to you like i listened to you as a kid, i'd have no fucking friends and end up killing myself anyway. even when you were around to tell me what to do anyway. and even then, i'd kill myself because i wouldn't have a boyfriend and friends that would stop me. good one, dad. good one, person who is trying to be my mother. well fucking done to the two of you. -- Posted by Poker Shark at 9:48 pm on July 2, 2008 Sounds familiar. My mum quit her job because I was suicidal and I didn't want her to, but she guilt tripped me about it. -- Posted by sexybackstabber at 9:51 pm on July 2, 2008 sorry and good luck... -- Posted by blufindr at 10:04 pm on July 2, 2008 oooh and another thing... i just got out of fucking hospital and i'm just about ready to go back in there. yeah. all of this because you want me to leave my phone outside? why? i don't fucking trust either of you. so thankyou very much, but no fucking thanks. just give me back my razors.