Horrible Night
Jan. 28th, 2004 01:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
devilgrrlCan't sleep. I'm going to have a stress induced aneurysm if things keep going the way they have been. I wish there was someone up to talk to, because I feel so incredibly by myself right now.
Steven was going to stay tonight because of the storm. It made sense. There's no long commute home, there's no long commute here in the morning, and I live only 10 minutes away from his school, particularly since the storm's supposed to be worst in the early morning. He called them around 10, right after I got home from awful work, to let them know. So, what do they do? They have a huge fit, as in threatening that if he didn't come home, they would throw all of his stuff out in the street and he would no longer be allowed to live there.
Fucking nice people, huh?
He knew he was going to walk into a fight when he got home. And he had to go home. I hate that. I hate how they keep trying to force him to choose between them and me and how they threaten and manipulate him all the time. After all this, they still have the nerve to beg for money off of him, when they know he hasn't been paid and still has to make child support payments. They don't care. All his mother cares about is her damn cigs and lotto.
I hate this. All their shit is going to give me a nervous breakdown. I cannot handle the fact that they keep trying to run our relationship. I hate how they can't accept that they can't control everything and that Steven is certainly a grown man. Who expects their child, at 31, to stay home all the time and to not want to have friends or a signifigant other.
This is probably the only point Steven's ex and I would agree on. It seems that they treat everyone, including Steven's brother's wife, like shit.
They're selfish, awful people, and I hate them. Completely. I wanted to like them; I used to like them, but they're really changing my opinion quickly. I can't accept that they really love Steven if they'd be willing to hurt him that much just to get their own way. No, you know, they don't love him; if they did, they would be happy that he's happy with me. I don't care if they like me, but I want them to butt out. I want to be allowed to have a normal, adult relationship without his miserable, insane parents butting in every five minutes or calling 9 million times from 4:30 in the morning on. Is that too much to ask!?
I wouldn't ask him to choose, but it's getting to the point where my sanity's becoming an issue. I hate gambling and I'm scared to death to lose this one. I don't want to have to chose either...
I need to be held, now, until I can fall asleep. This is so unfair.
Steven was going to stay tonight because of the storm. It made sense. There's no long commute home, there's no long commute here in the morning, and I live only 10 minutes away from his school, particularly since the storm's supposed to be worst in the early morning. He called them around 10, right after I got home from awful work, to let them know. So, what do they do? They have a huge fit, as in threatening that if he didn't come home, they would throw all of his stuff out in the street and he would no longer be allowed to live there.
Fucking nice people, huh?
He knew he was going to walk into a fight when he got home. And he had to go home. I hate that. I hate how they keep trying to force him to choose between them and me and how they threaten and manipulate him all the time. After all this, they still have the nerve to beg for money off of him, when they know he hasn't been paid and still has to make child support payments. They don't care. All his mother cares about is her damn cigs and lotto.
I hate this. All their shit is going to give me a nervous breakdown. I cannot handle the fact that they keep trying to run our relationship. I hate how they can't accept that they can't control everything and that Steven is certainly a grown man. Who expects their child, at 31, to stay home all the time and to not want to have friends or a signifigant other.
This is probably the only point Steven's ex and I would agree on. It seems that they treat everyone, including Steven's brother's wife, like shit.
They're selfish, awful people, and I hate them. Completely. I wanted to like them; I used to like them, but they're really changing my opinion quickly. I can't accept that they really love Steven if they'd be willing to hurt him that much just to get their own way. No, you know, they don't love him; if they did, they would be happy that he's happy with me. I don't care if they like me, but I want them to butt out. I want to be allowed to have a normal, adult relationship without his miserable, insane parents butting in every five minutes or calling 9 million times from 4:30 in the morning on. Is that too much to ask!?
I wouldn't ask him to choose, but it's getting to the point where my sanity's becoming an issue. I hate gambling and I'm scared to death to lose this one. I don't want to have to chose either...
I need to be held, now, until I can fall asleep. This is so unfair.