I hate starting the day out with a fight. Slate and I got into a big one and I started shouting and he was refusing my simple request...both of us were in the wrong, but I shouldn't have lost it like that. Dammit, I just suck. I'm no good with people, I've got no real education, I'm a horrible mother...suicide really does seem like a good idea. I'm just tired. Tired of the pain and just life itself sucks to my assmar. And bah-humbug, too. I hate christmas. My family's all getting together and stuff and I'm not even invited. Not that I would be able to go anyways...*sigh* Okay, I'm done.
Laters