You were getting ready for church and I stopped in the hallway because you asked me something. Then immediately you said "get out of the way, why are you just standing there?" in that tone that instantly sets me on defense. I left to go to the grocery, got you "the good coffee" on my way home. You got home from church and still you were hostile. I ordered a new mower because you broke the old one. They wouldn't let me have it delivered so we have to pick it up. I tried to tell you and you told me to "go away". So I took my hurt feelings to go take a nap and snuggle with the dogs. Then you came in here and said "are we leaving now? I had to watch the homily since I didn't stay for it."
You got mad the other day because I said something about not caring about living. You apparently love being alive. I'm not going to harm myself (well, not in that way), but if I could just cease to exist? Just blip right out? Yes, please. I work. I come home. At work everyone acts like it's their first day, and I'm constantly looking for or solving things that shouldn't need my attention at all. At home it's just I need, I'm out of, can you, where is, etc. I didn't do something "correctly", did I notice you took out the trash? You're tired of dealing with *insert thing I deal with 95% of the time*. There's never any peace. I have a knot of pressure in my chest pretty much all the time.
I'm getting ready to take the kid to work, then I'll go pick up the mower. Surely someone who is paid will be around to help me load it. I'll probably buy a plant or two as well, because those little sparks from getting something new are all I have to hold onto.
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