I just want to cry

[purpleducky]

I have been debating on whether or not to post this but I need to get it out so oh well.

I just can't take it anymore, but I say that alot. I hate getting upset about stuff that is in the past and didn't really have control over anyways. I hate that hubby got to run away from his family and go to college 2000 miles away from them and I was forced to stay close to home and not even go to the school of my choice locally because of my mother screwing up my financial aid and still live only 15 minutes from my family. I want to move so bad but we can't. Hubby says he will gladly pack up everything tomorrow and we can move to where-ever I want but we can't. He can't transfer jobs right now and he is the sole income provider. And I am getting tired of the assistant store manager not talking to hubby about the training to become the assistant meat manager instead of just the acting assistant meat manager. And he needs this especially if he was to transfer because it will help finding a new place. I just don't know what to do.

And I felt bad that I didn't take my son outside today to play like I said I would. I just hate going out because I feel like it is the same old thing (when going places) and am afraid of dog poop being in the yard since the lady that lives under us has 2 huge dogs. And that pisses me off too. The landlords told us when we moved in no pets or we would have to pay like $300 extra a month and they told my brother the same thing when he moved into another apartment in the building. And I know the lady downstairs isn't paying that because that would be $1000 for a studio apartment. And I am afraid to drive my car because the one tire mysteriously got low and I honestly don't know how to put air in it but I am afraid to drive on it. I am paranoid when I drive ever since my one car broke down when I was pregnant.

Basically, I hate being me and I hate that I hate that.

[dreadlockmama]

Feb. 22, 2008 at 7:48 PM I hate when I have one of those days.

[greenergypsy]

Feb. 22, 2008 at 8:41 PM

Take a deep breath.  You are OK.  Do you live in an apartment building?  If yes, perhaps you could call maintenance to help you put air in the tire.  If it has enough air to get to the station, I can tell you how to do it.  Maybe one of you neighbors has a can of fix-a-flat you could borrow?  Is it warm where you are?  Can you and your son go for a walk instead of a drive? 

I want to help!  I've been where you are!  Hang in there, baby! Your turn's coming. I swear!

Peace & blessings! GG