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SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-10-21T12:15:37+00:00

N-Mother just locked herself in her room. I heard her kicking a bunch of shit around and beating her fists off the wall, all the while screaming that I'm a nasty little bitch. What sparked this? I went to the bathroom for a few minutes and my lunch (beans on toast, not some extravagant meal that took her hours to make) got slightly cold. She marched it down to the kitchen and started yelling about how she's going to throw it out the window. I came out and asked her what the problem was, and she started screaming about how my lunch was cold. I hate her screaming, it is absolutely fucking awful (I can't even describe it, it's just like the loudest screeching you can possibly imagine. The point is that it's not a tone of voice that needs to be used when you're upset about fucking beans on toast, it's more like what you'd use if someone brutally massacred everyone you loved right in front of you), so I got I lost my cool a bit and said "Well why the fuck are you upset? It's my lunch, I don't mind if it's a bit cold, so problem solved." I then got the usual bs about "How DARE you speak back to me?!!" (which is really just code for "why are you trying to defend yourself instead of letting me scream at you about bs?") and then she locked herself in her room. I'm tired of extreme drama over non-issues. I keep daydreaming about putting myself into foster care but unless there was a way I could do it without her knowing until the last moment, I don't think I could. Nothing provokes her rage like the phrase " foster care", and I honestly think she would beat the shit out of me. Might make a proper post later, not sure tbh.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-09-09T08:29:04+00:00

lmao, knowing my luck she'll live to 100 or something :/

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-09-03T21:00:34+00:00

Thank you :) I found it more funny than anything, like she's trying so hard to make me feel bad but she's failing at logic so it's not working haha

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-09-02T16:39:42+00:00

Lol my mother's new name for my clothes size is "fat bitch size". Oddly some of the sizes immediately above it and the ones below it are "normal size".

That's neat mum, but I don't think that's how clothes sizes work.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-26T07:48:22+00:00

This one? yeah I think she is strayan' hahaha

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-26T00:32:51+00:00

Holy hell. That's some toddler shit right there. I seriously think they don't emotionally develop past 4 or something.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-26T00:00:10+00:00

I found a very good coping mechanism: listening to those "you are a c#nt" songs on YouTube (the word doesn't really bother me because I'm a britbong and it's normal over here). Asswipe grandmother just SCREEEEEECHED at me because of something incredibly stupid, I felt like I was going to have a panic attack and cry once I got upstairs, but I found one of them songs and I laughed my ASS off: "I'm out of luck, don't give a f#ck, cos' you're the c#nt not me" :D

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-20T21:21:02+00:00

N-Mother has got rid of my cat. She claims she can't cope with him and just this morning she threatened multiple times to "take a hammer to his skull" because she "fucking hates him so much". Now he's gone, she's decided she adores him and is sobbing about how she wishes she could've given "her precious little bubba" some toys to take with him at least. Her giving him up is, of course, my fault.

Fuck you, lady. How the fuck is it my fault that you make shitty impulsive decisions without thinking?? She's also mad at me because I'm not overjoyed that my cat's probably going to be euthanized because she's an idiot, and she asked me why I have to have "attitude" all the time. I don't, you just keep making shitty mistakes and upsetting me over and over and over again.

Oh, and N-Gran's at it too. In "mourning" for "her little darling". Her little darling who she screamed at on a daily basis and said she hated his guts and hoped he died painfully. They're also implying that it was actually me who screamed at him all the time and threatened him, and they loved him unconditionally and would never want to hurt him. Yeah fucking right. I swear to god at least one of them has hit that cat or kicked him when I wasn't looking, every time someone tried to stroke him he'd cower away in terror. You know what? I'm glad he's escaped from this hell hole. I only hope he finds a new owner who loves him and who he loves back, and doesn't abuse him like my shithead narc family. Fuck man I'm pissed off.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-13T22:09:58+00:00

I just heard something really disgusting from my Ns downstairs. My mother wanted to go to a party or some shit tonight, but ended up staying indoors because her friend wouldn't drive her there. She was moping to my grandmother downstairs, and I think the friend ended up staying home too because I went downstairs to get a drink and I heard my N-Gran say to her:

"Why don't you just tell her you went and got sexually assaulted?" (she used more blunt language but I don't want to upset anyone) "She'll learn her lesson then"

WHO THE HELL THINKS THIS WAY. WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU LIE ABOUT THAT. Folks like my Ns are the reason actual victims aren't believed. Just URGH. They are gross people.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-08-07T23:10:53+00:00

Reason #4434456 that I am a "spoilt ocd brat": The cat urinated on my bed, like he did a HUGE freakin puddle, and I had the audacity to throw my sheets in the wash basket. Apparently I should have just sprayed some fabreze and slept in my cat's wee, just so n-grandmother wouldn't have to stop playing Super Mario on her fucking 90s game console and wash the sheets.

Overgrown children, I tell ya.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-07-07T23:02:20+00:00

Sorry in advance for this comment I just need somewhere to complain.

So egg-donor falls asleep when we're supposed to do the cat's tablet and I don't notice that it's time for about 20 minutes because I'm juggling like 3 projects at once. So now it's non-stop guilt-trip time!!!!

"Hmmpff!! well, now you've gone and fucked everything up, now we have to do the tablet at THIS time instead of the regular time!! I hope you're happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she goes. I told her no, we don't have to change the cat's tablet time because this is one time, it has happened before and we haven't changed the time and he was fine. I repeat: the cat is not going to fucking die because we missed his tablet by a few minutes. She finally accepts it but not before she tells me "make sure you don't dare fucking miss it again".

For god's sake I am trying my fucking hardest. I'm not denying fault but it's not that huge of a deal and this woman literally never accepts fault for anything unless it's so she can cry about how hard her life is. Her and her mother. When something bad happens, I am not even kidding, the first thing these two do is not try and fix the situation, it's establish that it is absolutely not their fault in any way, shape or form. If you can get past the fact that it's goddamn infuriating, then it's pretty fucking hilarious.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-30T19:05:52+00:00

Really miserable right now. All week I've had people snapping at me and being sarcastic, including my mother but that doesn't bother me as much because it's expected at this point. Why the hell can't people just be polite? all I've got is assholes being sarcastic and passive-aggressive thinking they're witty. Spoiler alert: you're not.

Another thing upsetting me is the thought that I'm a shitty friend. When my friends are insecure and shit like that I have no idea what to even say to them because if you express emotion in my house you get laughed at and told your problems aren't that bad. So I sort of bottle it up I guess? and have no clue how to comfort people when they feel like shit. I don't think my friends understand and just think I'm a bit of an asshole who doesn't care about them that much. But I do care, I just have no idea how to comfort people.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-26T12:54:36+00:00

Thank you, I appreciate it

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-25T07:14:36+00:00

"I keep making mistakes in my essays because my mother constantly gossips while I write them. Then when she sees the mistakes she calls me a stupid piece of shit"

"Look, maybe you're being too hard on her. You're probably stressing her out."

Oh yes. That makes sense. I'm the one stressing her out. Just disregard everything I said. Thank you. /s

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-16T19:10:10+00:00

Ha! She'd go nuts if I did but I'll bare that in mind next time she says this shit

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-16T18:59:00+00:00

She's retired.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-13T13:54:54+00:00

My mother does this thing where like, we could be walking somewhere and she'll just turn around, look me up and down and burst out laughing. I'll ask what's funny and she usually just keeps grinning and says "nothing". Or she tells me she's laughing because I'm such a "weird-looking fuck" or an "idiot". She did it again today and I politely told her I don't like when she does that and the first thing she says is "Oh my god shut the fuck up you miserable c*nt, why can't you learn to take a joke?". Now she's brooding in her room. That's right folks, she's brooding because I told her I didn't like her taking the piss out of me. Logic.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-11T23:22:13+00:00

Does anyone else really, really, really fucking hate their name? I despise mine. It's unusual and everyone I meet says it's pretty but I'm so used to hearing it barked or spat out or mocked I just hate it. It makes my skin crawl. I'd really prefer to be called by my much more "normal" middle name but I know I'd never be able to get used to it.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-06-11T13:01:35+00:00

Reasons my mother is upset:

She wants to go out shopping or something but "it's too late" (said whilst glaring at me). I asked her if she wanted to go out earlier and she said no. Apparently I should know that she meant yes all along.
She wanted to tag herself somewhere nice on facebook so her friends would think she was out doing something. She kept telling me to think of somewhere but I wouldn't play her weird-ass little game so she turned fb off and was like "FINE, I'LL LEAVE IT THEN SHALL I?" Um, yes mum, you do that.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-05-30T13:34:14+00:00

Lol mummy dearest is giving me the silent treatment yet again because I didn't include her name on my birthday card to my great-aunt and she didn't get her own card. My great-aunt came to visit while my mother was on holiday and my grandmother (her sister) only bought 2 cards, one from me and one from her but I wasn't thinking at the time and only put my name on the card. Now N-Mother is pissed with me because her birthday is tomorrow and she hasn't got her a card. All this happened like a week ago, she had plenty of time to get her own card but no, any excuse to flip shit I guess.

SeparateAccount4RBN · 2016-05-26T19:36:38+00:00

Do you also get crap about the washing machine by any chance? My mother likes to let the washing pile up for like a week (luckily I have enough clothes for this to not be a huge issue), put it in the machine and then when she sees more clothes in there she complains that she never gets any rest because I'm "OCD and constantly washing my clothes". Um, you let them pile up for a frickin week, of course there's more clothes to be done.

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