Why does the world suck?
Hubby has issues.
Thank you for sharing your issues and making me feel bad too. I appreciate it.
Thank you for making me question....things. No, not things like our marriage, dumbass, but things like my inner turmoil I swim in of debating what in this life can I possibly do right.
I know it doesn't really matter, and I know either I will feel bad and go cry about some shit I feel completely unable to handle or in the least to do correctly, because I suck. Or I will get over it and feel like everyone else has issues and it's not my problem to make it better for you or them.
It's on a sliding scale that moves back and forth. Good luck predicting how I will feel about.
Don't forget to thank god for having me realize I am a piece of shit and can do absolutely nothing right, or for that matter anything at all, ever. Because I am nothing and deserve nothing, because I am a piece of shit.
Thank you for sharing your issues and how awful the world is in your eyes. Thank you for sharing how much is not to your liking, whether or not it was my fault or not. Thank you for sharing how true the fact is that I cannot ever make things perfect for you, ever. I can't even make them perfect for me...
Thank you for trying to tell me again how I'm not doing enough. Or I'm not trying hard enough, or I'm just not doing it at all. Thank you. I love being reminded how awful I am.
Luckily, I'm not stupid though. You'll get over your issues, and I'll forget how sappy I can be. I'll forget how I am my own destroyer. You'll get over the fact that I can't do everything. You'll get over the imperfections of life and embrace them instead, and I'll forget that I already do.
I'm not sorry for what I am, or who I am. You'll need to get over that too. I'll forget you had issues about it.
Because even if you hated me...I would love you out of pure spite ;) because yeah, the world sucks, and you deserve it....not the world, but love, silly.
