Unbearable Mr. Bear
Sometimes, all you need is a hug...
- May 9, 2025
- 432
So I wake up early, 7AM, am actually pretty OK considering I had a panic attack yesterday and only slept like 6 hours. Get some coffee, and go play some switch cause I wanna enjoy my life. 30 minutes later, my mom wakes up.
It's okay at first, but she starts talking about a kid being bullied that had a voice in his head telling him to CTB and his parents are neglectful and I'm like WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THAT? I don't care, I wanna enjoy my life, I wanna have energy so I can be someone that others can rely upon for support later, SHUT UP.
But I do engage, and I tell the parents are probably the culprits, and she's like OH BUT HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL HE ISN'T EVEN THAT FAT, and I'm like what, bitch? Are you a fucking dolt? Since when that matters? "Oh he wants to suicide BUT HES SO CUTE".
Anyway, I just tell her to her face, which was screaming on my ear while I was trying to enjoy my fucking day, that she's being bothersome. She doesn't care. I have to stop playing and go to my room and she's STILL SCREAMING to her dumb instagram posts that reinforce her idiocy. Also obviously she has her phone on max volume. My room is just beside her.
Now she stopped, but I'm sure if I ever step back there she'll just start again. Don't bother telling me what I should have done, I know what I should have done, and I did it. I left her alone, and yet, she's having fun, after ruining mine.
Now I know why I hate weekends: I'm home together with the whore that, even when blatantly said that SHE SHOULD NOT SCREAM IN MY EAR, she still does. She has no excuse, and even if she had, I DON'T FUCKING CARE. I wish she was dead. I wish I killed her right here right now. Her voice is like a needle in my ear, can't even hear my own thoughts.
Somebody help me, somebody come here and take me away, please, I can't take this anymore. Please, I'll give my money, I'll be your slave, your sex slave even. You can even harvest my organs, I don't care, just YANK ME FROM THIS FUCKING HELLHOLE!!!
It's okay at first, but she starts talking about a kid being bullied that had a voice in his head telling him to CTB and his parents are neglectful and I'm like WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THAT? I don't care, I wanna enjoy my life, I wanna have energy so I can be someone that others can rely upon for support later, SHUT UP.
But I do engage, and I tell the parents are probably the culprits, and she's like OH BUT HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL HE ISN'T EVEN THAT FAT, and I'm like what, bitch? Are you a fucking dolt? Since when that matters? "Oh he wants to suicide BUT HES SO CUTE".
Anyway, I just tell her to her face, which was screaming on my ear while I was trying to enjoy my fucking day, that she's being bothersome. She doesn't care. I have to stop playing and go to my room and she's STILL SCREAMING to her dumb instagram posts that reinforce her idiocy. Also obviously she has her phone on max volume. My room is just beside her.
Now she stopped, but I'm sure if I ever step back there she'll just start again. Don't bother telling me what I should have done, I know what I should have done, and I did it. I left her alone, and yet, she's having fun, after ruining mine.
Now I know why I hate weekends: I'm home together with the whore that, even when blatantly said that SHE SHOULD NOT SCREAM IN MY EAR, she still does. She has no excuse, and even if she had, I DON'T FUCKING CARE. I wish she was dead. I wish I killed her right here right now. Her voice is like a needle in my ear, can't even hear my own thoughts.
Somebody help me, somebody come here and take me away, please, I can't take this anymore. Please, I'll give my money, I'll be your slave, your sex slave even. You can even harvest my organs, I don't care, just YANK ME FROM THIS FUCKING HELLHOLE!!!
