I’ve come to the realization that I am way too nice to people.
I really need to learn to put my foot down more often. And so does another person in my life.
I mean, Gah.
I’ve been more upset today than I have been in a while about something other than stupid drama at work (really this whole weekend, but still).
I’ve gotten told that things I like are stupid. I’ve been told that things I believe in are ‘not real’ simply because someone is piously ignorant.
Said person has also been very immature all weekend because his lady friend couldn’t fucking hang out with him. He said he didn’t want to take it out on us, but he unintentionally has been. And it is pissing both of us off. I know he has certain issues, but there is no call for being a dick to people because you’re upset. And don’t fucking assume I’m going to fucking buy you food again when you wanted to tag along while I wanted to be with my S.O. without you being in the same vicinity.
Next thing I know, someone who isn’t supposed to know about my polyamory is going to bitch at me about that.
It’s non of your gahdamn business what we do. If we want to tell you, we’ll tell you. Don’t be an immature ass about something if we legitimately dont want to talk about it.
Of course I’m not moving in here.
I can barely stand being around you for three days. I’m positive I’ll choke you by the end of one month.
I can only take you in intervals, not long periods of time.
You’re very frustrating, and I just want to slap you in the face a few times and explain to you that you need to keep your trap shut, especially when I am obviously bothered by the things you’re saying, or demanding to know something we don’t want to fucking tell you.
I just wanted to get away from my stress-filled family for the weekend, and you messed it up because you’re lady friend had to stay home with her ill child.
Don’t take your anger our on me.
I may seem composed on the outside, but on the inside I’ve beaten the shit out of you twenty times.
I am really, really upset. And I can’t even get alone with my S.O. to talk about what I want to talk about because your nosy ass wants to know every damn thing about our relationship.
Again. It is none of your damn business. Leave me alone.
And stop saying shit before you think about speaking. You have no idea how many times you have fucking pissed me off/bothered me/ upset me due to what you’ve said. Even when my reaction is obvious.