Wow.
I don't really know what to think of my life right now. My sister's a total crack head. I don't want her to come to the wedding. I'm getting married in four months!!!! Can you believe that??? Anyway. She says she wants to come to the wedding but I don't really want her there at all. I'm worried about my older sister. she got into a huge fight with her husband. He threatened divorce. She wants to have a baby. He's unsure of whether or not he wants one. This could really ruin their relationship. This isn't one of those things that you can compramise on. I don't really know what to think about.
That's how I feel. Sometimes I wish people were easier to read. Easier to figure out. Sometimes life is just too complicated. I hate thinking about it.
The thing that I really hate though is when I start to write about it just sounds like I'm whining about the way my life is playing out.
Maybe I just think about things too much. I want to say something to Sarah. I can't say it nearly as beautifully so I'm borrowing it from Straylight Run
SYMPATHY FOR THE MARTYR
you just can't relax
and you can't rely on
anyone for anything
you make your complaints
and oh...
everyone's let you down
you just can't ever win
convinced there's a war on
it's always everbody versus you
convinced that your critics are watching
and you've always got something to prove
so tie the noose and raise the cross
the martyr has arrived
a desprate plea for sympathy
it's all you need
a laundry list of problems
doesn't make interesting
never getting help doesn't make you brave
not listening to reason doesn't mean that you faith
you're just cutting off your nose despite your face
so tie the noose
and raise the cross
the martyr's arrived
a desperate plea for sympathy
it's all you need
AND YOU WANT IT ALL!!!!!!!
Alright, now I'll explain. She called my dad yesterday to tell him that she was vomiting up blood. After telling him this she started complaining about not having money for a place to live or a way to get to work. There was never any mention of needing to go to the hospital. Just complaints about how my parents put her in the this situation.
Alright, I'm done. Thanks for listening
I don't really know what to think of my life right now. My sister's a total crack head. I don't want her to come to the wedding. I'm getting married in four months!!!! Can you believe that??? Anyway. She says she wants to come to the wedding but I don't really want her there at all. I'm worried about my older sister. she got into a huge fight with her husband. He threatened divorce. She wants to have a baby. He's unsure of whether or not he wants one. This could really ruin their relationship. This isn't one of those things that you can compramise on. I don't really know what to think about.
That's how I feel. Sometimes I wish people were easier to read. Easier to figure out. Sometimes life is just too complicated. I hate thinking about it.
The thing that I really hate though is when I start to write about it just sounds like I'm whining about the way my life is playing out.
Maybe I just think about things too much. I want to say something to Sarah. I can't say it nearly as beautifully so I'm borrowing it from Straylight Run
SYMPATHY FOR THE MARTYR
you just can't relax
and you can't rely on
anyone for anything
you make your complaints
and oh...
everyone's let you down
you just can't ever win
convinced there's a war on
it's always everbody versus you
convinced that your critics are watching
and you've always got something to prove
so tie the noose and raise the cross
the martyr has arrived
a desprate plea for sympathy
it's all you need
a laundry list of problems
doesn't make interesting
never getting help doesn't make you brave
not listening to reason doesn't mean that you faith
you're just cutting off your nose despite your face
so tie the noose
and raise the cross
the martyr's arrived
a desperate plea for sympathy
it's all you need
AND YOU WANT IT ALL!!!!!!!
Alright, now I'll explain. She called my dad yesterday to tell him that she was vomiting up blood. After telling him this she started complaining about not having money for a place to live or a way to get to work. There was never any mention of needing to go to the hospital. Just complaints about how my parents put her in the this situation.
Alright, I'm done. Thanks for listening
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That's really too bad about your sister
Don't worry about sounding whiny... I think people that have actual problems in their lives are allowed to say how they feel without fear of criticism. I should know, I'm the same way. I think nobody knows anything about me because I censor myself and try not to complain too much. Because my life is shitty. But it could be worse.
Also, I don't know how to deal with people since I'm an only child, but I'll be thinking of you!