20 May 2016

My Last Nerve

Isn't it sad when people think they can bother you and make requests? Then (as if that wasn't enough) they get cranky when you tell them to back off and leave you alone.

What? It's like you don't even care about me?

No, I don't care. Thank you for asking.

Quite honestly, I have enough problems of my own. I have freaking nerve damage in my back and legs. I don't have any extra nerves for these people to dance on and whine on. Sure, maybe that makes me angry and "socially-unstable". What do I care. Does no one understand this?

I'M IN PAIN! I don't care about your petty little problems!

But of course you can't just say that to people - let alone family. Nope. You're expected to smile and pretend that everything is fine and you're happy and thrilled to be alive. Sure.

Bite me!

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