| | You know what ruffled my feathers??? GUILT TRIP!!!
I mean I know, I know……everyone and their mothers are doing it. Your mom does it, my mom does it, all parents do…that’s like their specialty. To make your kids do anything, you gotta play the guilt trip card. I get it, I really do…therefore, parents are about the only people I’ll give free pass for playing that card…the rest of the world can fucking suck my d…
You know what pissed me off the most??? Only the people that you care for, that are close to you get to play the guilt trip game… I mean you fuckers won’t even be able to try that on anyone else but people that love you. You see my point?? You feel me? How fucked up is THAT???
And you know who has never ruffled my feathers??? DUCKEE!!!
Dude, this guy is like my hero. Of all the people that totally can use Guilt Trip on me and make it work, this guy could totally do it, and legit too. Let’s see…I love him the most, we live together, he works 10 times as hard, and I’m being a jerk to him ALL THE TIME.
But no, never, not even once did he use his busy schedule to make me feel guilty when I ask him to do anything for me.
Not even once, did he make me feel bad because he works a lot harder than me, pay for a lot more stuff than me, or make me feel like he deserves to come home have his dinner ready and not lift a finger…NO, he appreciates every single little thing I do for him, even though it’s almost my “duty” to do everything because he works 100+ hours/week. Yet, he has never made me feel so.
After 2 years he still thank me like 5 times a day…for doing laundry, for cooking dinner, for cleaning the apt, for washing dishes, for loving him, for taking care of him…
He even got me flowers last week :)
Not even once, did he make me feel guilty for going out, having fun almost 90% out of the time while he slaves away at work…
NOT EVEN ONCE, you see that? That’s what people do when they love and care for someone. In fact, he does the opposite; he encourages me to do things, to have fun, to enjoy life with/without him.
The more I live, the more I love the people around me, the more I care, then the more I notice how much they enjoy making you feel guilty even though they don’t give a fuck in the first place.
You know what? I think I fucking am DONE!!! NO MORE!!! I’m not going to do anything, not even ONE damn thing the next time my friends play that fucked up game on me.
The next time you give me shit because I didn’t call you when I’m in town, just because your ass ALWAYS say no and give me BS reason not to, every time I do call.
The next time you forget we make plans, even though we do like weeks before that, and then you blame me for not REMINDING you….ugh should I also remind you that we’re fucking adults and when we make plan/promise…WE FUCKING KEEP IT ASSHOLE.
The next time you feel like I don’t invite you to shit anymore, maybe you should take a look at yourself to see why.
The next time you complain I don’t have time to do FREE design works for you, because I’m “too busy being a party girl”
I will tell you to go fuck yourself!!!
Thank you and good day!!!
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| | Posted 4/21/2009 2:43 PM - 57 Views - 6 eProps - 4 comments
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