I’m done with yelling. Whoever invented it I hope you’ve already died.
It seems like now a days all there is, is yelling. Not just between me and my girlfriend but EVERYONE, I will never understand why people are so stressed, your life isn’t that bad so stop taking it out on everyone like it is.
If you have something to say, talk to me about it, because you won’t get my attention or respect by yelling about it. I keep my calm, and you yell, I keep my calm AGAIN, you yell, I keep calm one last time and you yell and because of all the yelling that is being directed towards me from all angles I snap. You can only be calm for so long until you become human again and snap.
Remember in middle school, or maybe it was high school, but remember when we had to make those bridges out of balsa wood? The goal of that was to see what design will be the strongest and hold the most weight, but the thing is, no design lasted forever. I don’t care who you are, or how strong you are, if someone keeps yelling at you, or there’s a big burden on your shoulders, and more and more weight keeps being added on, you’re going to snap, no matter what.
Right now, it seems like no one wants me. My family wants nothing to do with me, and the people I thought were my family and friends are turning their backs on me. So what type of person are you, if you can tell your own flesh and blood that even though we’re related you can cut off our relationship like it’s never existed.
I’ll make my own choices, I’m 20, let me make them and make mistakes and learn from them. Instead you shun me, kick me to the curb and act like I’ve killed someone by going with my own choices instead of yours. You. Are. Not. God.
I need my old life back, I miss Sunday mornings, Chai Tea Lattes (no water), Eric, Jonathan and my family at Life, and getting to do what I love. Right now, I have no one, no money for Chai Teas, no church, no friends and no drum set. I don’t think life could get much lower.