Thread: Rant and Rave, Cry and Complain

This was a small bug crawling inside my body, or probably a baby spider. I caught it, it's dead now. I may fear you but you do not mess with my body!!!

Just recalled we were talking about spiders few pages back.

Omg I am so fucking sick. I knew I shouldn't have eaten that pizza last night. Why does throwing up suck so bad when I'm not intentionally making myself do it? Ugggh someone just come kill me. Put me out of my misery.

Originally Posted by brokedownheart

Omg I am so fucking sick. I knew I shouldn't have eaten that pizza last night. Why does throwing up suck so bad when I'm not intentionally making myself do it? Ugggh someone just come kill me. Put me out of my misery.

Endure with it. Endure with it. Think about the triumphant moment when it's all over. Lie down and get some sleep. The worst will be over after a while. But it's good that you're throwing something up instead of keeping them in your stomach which will make it even worst.

Advice from an expert in diarrhoea and vomiting, yours truly.

Originally Posted by Carrot

Endure with it. Endure with it. Think about the triumphant moment when it's all over. Lie down and get some sleep. The worst will be over after a while. But it's good that you're throwing something up instead of keeping them in your stomach which will make it even worst.

Advice from an expert in diarrhoea and vomiting, yours truly.

Thanks for the encouragement. <3 I am never eating pizza again for as long as I live.

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

My rant is my youngest son. I normally get along with him just fine. I can tune him out when needed (he can talk for HOURS) lol But he also pushes all the wrong buttons sometimes. He left his clothes out night before last. I told him this evening, to bring them and my clothes pins back inside. I started nagging him about it (3 times over about 2 hours). I told him one more time and he told me to tell him why it was so important to do it NOW. It wasn't yet dark. There was plenty of time, he said.
I told him "Because I said so." He argued "That's not a reason!" I told him I didn't HAVE to have a reason. If I want him to do something, he should just do it. He kept arguing with me. I stepped out of my doorway to strangle and yell at him, but I just shut my door in his face instead. He was smart enough to walk away.

An hour later, he still hadn't brought the clothes in. It was dark. I told his brother to tell him to bring them in or I would throw them away. He still stalled. So I told his brother to tell him he had 10 minutes.
Next thing, my youngest comes into my room and tells me "You can shut up now. I brought them in." WTF you just say?!
Instead, I took a breath and told him "You can't leave stuff outside. The moisture will ruin my clothespins."

He harrumphed and then just left.

And now he just left my room, after spending about 2 hours sitting on my floor ranting about everything under the sun and telling me to shut up whenever I countered anything he said that I didn't like... such as his plan to move to Florida and sell Crack, and how he's 99% suicidal and he'll likely be dead before he's 19 so why does it matter what he does?

Then he said "Or I can sell Mexicans" WTF?! I asked him to clarify that one and he said "People do it all the time. You know, sell people into the sex trade."
I told him I would disown him if he ever even seriously thought of ever doing anything like that.

Speaking to that boy is absolutely exhausting. He's all talk, no action, and he has a very weak grasp on reality. For instance, (in his world) I can give him $200. and he could have someone transport illegally almost anywhere. I ask him "Where the heck do you get your numbers from? You pull them out your butt. It would cost a LOT more than that!" He talked about making his own drugs and selling them on Pensacola Beach. I asked him what he would do if that's someone else's turf and they shoot him. I don't know why I try to reason with him, I just end up feeling crazy too.
He always says stuff like "I'm ugly. I'm stupid. I can't do [x, y, z]" I've finally gotten to the point where I tell him he's just fishing for compliments.

You know how my mum is, I don't know how often you order your children around but I'm getting pretty paranoid about getting told to do something immediately.

My mum calls me to off the computer, I have to off it within a few minutes, she tells me to bathe, I need to do it within a few minutes, she tells me to wake up, to eat. You get the idea. Then if she's back from grocery shopping, she'll yell for my name and I have to respond immediately, literally, like within 1 - 2 seconds or she'll keep calling me. I don't like it, I told her that and she said she wouldn't care for me ever again. What has ordering and caring got to do with each other?

I don't know about your youngest son, but from what I see, he probably needs assurance more than compliments. To have someone tell him from time to time that it's okay his life is like this or things turn out this way in his life. Is school not going too well for him?

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

No real rants from me. I had a nice 2 hour nap but now I'm sick of sleeping, so I took caffeine to help keep me going for a good while (I hope )
My anxiety still flares whenever I leave the house. I mean, I was even nervous bringing the trashcans up from the road. What if the Dollar Tree creep happened to drive by, then he'd know where I live
But my anxiety is old news, so I'm more resigned than ranting...
Bunny is fine. I think the red clovers I was feeding him simply tinted his urine red. He's now eating pellets and is back to normal.

Later today, I'm going up in hubby's attic to see if we still have some mattresses. If we do, they'll be wrapped completely in thick plastic, so they should be in perfect use. Should be. Depends on how persistent the mice were.

I'm glad your bunny is fine.

And anxiety really sucks big time. Hugs from me

Originally Posted by tommo

It's alright man, if you're an adult and you haven't shit your pants, you're either a liar or you're not taking enough chances.
It happens....

Since you have laid it out like this, I might as well confess. I think I have nearly shit my pants because I was having diarrhoea that day.

My toe has a blood blister now. That was one hell of a stub. I hit it on the wall when I fell while making my bed. Who does that?

My fiance is at a family reunion today and forgot to invite me until midnight last night. I have absolutely no way to get out there. I feel foolish for even being upset over it. It shouldn't be that big of a deal but it is. I have been to every one of his family reunions since I met him. Technically because we were cousins when we met, but still. It upset me even further to find out that his 13 year old sister is bringing her boyfriend to the reunion yet I was forgotten. I have been a part of that family for four years now. With everything that has been going on with my brother I am the least of everyone's worries at home and understandably so; I simply thought that if there was one person who would be there for me, who wouldn't forget me, it would be him. I need to get out of the house. I need to forget about everything that is going on with my family and focus on something else but now my only choice is to go get drunk or high or whatever is available at Tiff's house, something I was seriously avoiding because I definitely don't feel stable enough to be around hard drugs if there are any around. I was looking forward to church tomorrow with Travis's mom but I think that I am too upset to be around him right now. So, that's out of the picture. Fuck it, I need to do something, even if it involves convincing all of my friends to take the day off and go out on the lake (which I am terrified of) or begging my mom for some cash (that I know we don't have) to go out of town for the day...

Regardless, I am so tired of arguing with Travis. I want to work on bettering our relationship but I have so much resentment built up that it's impossible to work on anything without blowing up and saying things I don't mean. I don't know how to let it go. Believe me I want to forget about all of it: him being jobless and giving his last 80 bucks to Justhookup.com so that he could talk to other women about meeting up or sending pics (because he just wanted to see if anyone would actually be interested in him), the stunt he pulled the other day when I was begging him for comfort and he blew me off (because he didn't know what to say), or that he forgot about me when I needed more than anything for someone to remember me (because I slipped his mind). Our sex life is terrible (I am mostly at fault for that), we barely converse on a regular basis and if we do it usually ends in an argument, and on top of all that he is currently jobless so being able to see each other is entirely out of the picture unless I make it to church tomorrow which I find myself too upset at this moment to even consider. I have tried talking through all the issues with him but all that does is build further resentment. I am so emotionally drained that giving up feels like the best option at this point but it's not even on the list...

My little brother is home. The hospital did nothing for us. They were rude and inconsiderate, worried about nothing more than turning over beds. My mother, after trying for days, never even spoke with his doctor. Regardless, he seems to be doing better with the medication they prescribed him. Seeing as I am against any type of medication, I resent the fact that he is now having multiple nose bleeds a day and has to see a doctor monthly to check his blood levels and liver. I realize that at this point we have no other choice, for all of our safety and sanity, but it doesn't make the blow any less harsh.

all around. Get better all you sick people!!

Carrot, my youngest son simply enjoys being contrary I think. If I said the sky was blue, he would argue over what shade of blue. If I try to reassure him, he thinks I'm being condescending
Usually, I just nod my head and let him say what he will. Well, that's always my plan lol but mostly, I guess, he sucks me in and it's like the story someone on DV told about the idiot and ego-driven man fighting *sigh*


My rant is that hubby is cranky. He went to the attic and discovered he has no mattresses up there. My kids "destroyed them like they've destroyed everything else". They were exceptionally destructive in their younger years. But he can never forgive, forget and just move on. I know it's easy said, for me, because it wasn't MY stuff... but they had destroyed things far more valuable (to me) than mere mattresses. They shredded manuscripts and poetry and lost pages out of my Code.
And you know what... it's just stuff.

We're going out to eat with his daughter and her boyfriend in a few hours. I hope that puts him in a better mood.

Oh, and thanks for the hug Carrot

**EDIT**
Major Shaelyn. Sorry to hear everything is still shit.

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

all around. Get better all you sick people!!

Carrot, my youngest son simply enjoys being contrary I think. If I said the sky was blue, he would argue over what shade of blue. If I try to reassure him, he thinks I'm being condescending
Usually, I just nod my head and let him say what he will. Well, that's always my plan lol but mostly, I guess, he sucks me in and it's like the story someone on DV told about the idiot and ego-driven man fighting *sigh*


My rant is that hubby is cranky. He went to the attic and discovered he has no mattresses up there. My kids "destroyed them like they've destroyed everything else". They were exceptionally destructive in their younger years. But he can never forgive, forget and just move on. I know it's easy said, for me, because it wasn't MY stuff... but they had destroyed things far more valuable (to me) than mere mattresses. They shredded manuscripts and poetry and lost pages out of my Code.
And you know what... it's just stuff.

We're going out to eat with his daughter and her boyfriend in a few hours. I hope that puts him in a better mood.

Oh, and thanks for the hug Carrot

**EDIT**
Major Shaelyn. Sorry to hear everything is still shit.

My conclusion for your son will be life just sucks for him, I have no idea what he wants lols. @_@ But life sucks for a lot of people too and then we start getting depressive, angry, irritated and just give up on things.

Eating with his daughter and her boyfriend? You meant your daughter too? Is her boyfriend that teacher or I've been missing some parts of the story?

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

everyone.

You sick Warheit? Hope you feel better soon!

Shaelyn, hehe, are names are too similar I can't picture you sanely going through all you are. Because of your YouTube video, you look to be about 16- too young for a jerk of a fiancee I'm glad to hear you broke down a little and your mom was there for you. It's important to get all that stuff out sometimes. And I understand all about CPS. I wouldn't deal with them either if I didn't have to. I hope y'all find something that works for your brother.

Suena, did he leave the check there in case he gets sent to jail? I hope this isn't too cruel, but my first thought was "Yay! The jerk might do something stupid and go to jail for a while and give Suena a much needed break!"
That dog attack was several days ago, wasn't it? I'm sure he would have shown some sign of injury before then. Was he wormed? We've lost kittens in the past to run-of-the-mill round worms. They were always lethargic before passing quickly. Getting ahold of a vet is a great plan.


My rant is my youngest son. I normally get along with him just fine. I can tune him out when needed (he can talk for HOURS) lol But he also pushes all the wrong buttons sometimes. He left his clothes out night before last. I told him this evening, to bring them and my clothes pins back inside. I started nagging him about it (3 times over about 2 hours). I told him one more time and he told me to tell him why it was so important to do it NOW. It wasn't yet dark. There was plenty of time, he said.
I told him "Because I said so." He argued "That's not a reason!" I told him I didn't HAVE to have a reason. If I want him to do something, he should just do it. He kept arguing with me. I stepped out of my doorway to strangle and yell at him, but I just shut my door in his face instead. He was smart enough to walk away.

An hour later, he still hadn't brought the clothes in. It was dark. I told his brother to tell him to bring them in or I would throw them away. He still stalled. So I told his brother to tell him he had 10 minutes.
Next thing, my youngest comes into my room and tells me "You can shut up now. I brought them in." WTF you just say?!
Instead, I took a breath and told him "You can't leave stuff outside. The moisture will ruin my clothespins."

He harrumphed and then just left.

And now he just left my room, after spending about 2 hours sitting on my floor ranting about everything under the sun and telling me to shut up whenever I countered anything he said that I didn't like... such as his plan to move to Florida and sell Crack, and how he's 99% suicidal and he'll likely be dead before he's 19 so why does it matter what he does?

Then he said "Or I can sell Mexicans" WTF?! I asked him to clarify that one and he said "People do it all the time. You know, sell people into the sex trade."
I told him I would disown him if he ever even seriously thought of ever doing anything like that.

Speaking to that boy is absolutely exhausting. He's all talk, no action, and he has a very weak grasp on reality. For instance, (in his world) I can give him $200. and he could have someone transport illegally almost anywhere. I ask him "Where the heck do you get your numbers from? You pull them out your butt. It would cost a LOT more than that!" He talked about making his own drugs and selling them on Pensacola Beach. I asked him what he would do if that's someone else's turf and they shoot him. I don't know why I try to reason with him, I just end up feeling crazy too.
He always says stuff like "I'm ugly. I'm stupid. I can't do [x, y, z]" I've finally gotten to the point where I tell him he's just fishing for compliments.

How do you pronounce your name?

I am not a parent but I have 4 younger siblings and seeing as they all have disabilities I have done a lot of reading and research on how to handle difficult children. From what I have read and experienced you're never supposed to say, "Because I said so." I know that a lot of parents disagree with this but it not only builds resentment, it gives children a false understanding of trust. There is reasoning behind everything you ask of them. Take the time to explain this reasoning to them when they ask "why" and they are more likely to trust in your orders next time rather than build the foundation for following others blindly in the future.

How old is he? Some of the defiance is normal for young boys trying to "find their place". Maybe he feels like he doesn't have any control over his own life. Saying those things about becoming a drug dealer, getting into the sex trade, etc., seem to stem from a fear of lacking control. In those professions he may see the defiance of authority as control. My little brother has said and acted in similar ways. In order to counteract this my mom gave him control in small amounts; picking out dinner once a week, receiving an allowance of which he may spend on anything of his choice, being a part of creating the house rules, etc.

I hate hayfever.

I'm missing Puffin.

This thread makes my brain hurt sometimes.

So much pain, so many hurts.

Feel better, everyone!

Originally Posted by Finlander

I'm missing Puffin.

She never gets on skype. I hope she knows the pain she has caused!a

Carrot, my hubby has two kids from his first marriage: Lee and Diana. Diana is 21 and Lee is 33 (I believe). She goes to college an hour and 10 minutes away (lol that's how long it took her to get here today ) and she lives with her boyfriend, Andrew. But he didn't come today after all, so it was just the 3 of us.
Yeah, my son has been moping in his room all day. He didn't even get on the computer when I left. He's unhappy about everything :/

Shaelyn, I pronounce the "Zh" like a French J. Sorry about the description lol but that's the only way I know to explain it. So it's Jay-Lin.
I only use the "because I say so" when the boy has argued with every real reason I give him But yeah, he feels he has no control over his life. Here at home, the kids pretty much rule the roost. I buy whatever food (within our budget) that they want and they eat it whenever they want. We've not had sit-down family meals in years. I, quite literally, rarely ever leave my bedroom. He'll get a chair and watch Hulu with me while we eat sometimes (or just because). And creatively, and household wise, I let him use his own judgement for the most part. He'll ask if he- for example- can tear down a wall, and if there's no reason not to, I let him. He's actually quite handy

BUT, he wants his sex change NOW. He doesn't want a minimum wage job that will take years to finance it, so he thinks of crime as being his fast track way. And if he dies while pursuing it, he simply doesn't care because life is miserable for him as it stands.
On tomorrow or Monday we're going clothes shopping. He's going to buy girl clothes and I told him that's fine but he really does need to try them on first.
I try to be patient and understanding. I don't know exactly what he's going through and part of me still thinks he's going crazy. He starts therapy on Monday.

Wolfwood, I sympathize. I don't have hayfever but I have pet allergies and a WHOLE lot of pets lol. I just gave one of the kittens a bunch of kisses and now my eyes are enraged with me.


My rant is that I cannot sleep. I only got 3 1/2 hours this morning (none last night). I had one soda while we were out and 1 caffeine pill when I woke up at noon. I should be dead to the world, but I'm far from it. I'm bored, restless and anxious about nothing in particular... just all around Blah...

I have a small, yet painful scrape on my ankle. This wouldn't be so bad, but I just worked an 11 hour shift busing tables. Now that entire foot/ankle is swollen and hurts... A lot... I can barely walk on it. That's just me complaining... Haha. I'm going to go to bed and hopefully feel better in the morning.

I have a slight temperature and a scratch on my throat. I really hope this goes away and I remain healthy.

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

Carrot, my hubby has two kids from his first marriage: Lee and Diana. Diana is 21 and Lee is 33 (I believe). She goes to college an hour and 10 minutes away (lol that's how long it took her to get here today ) and she lives with her boyfriend, Andrew. But he didn't come today after all, so it was just the 3 of us.
Yeah, my son has been moping in his room all day. He didn't even get on the computer when I left. He's unhappy about everything :/

Shaelyn, I pronounce the "Zh" like a French J. Sorry about the description lol but that's the only way I know to explain it. So it's Jay-Lin.
I only use the "because I say so" when the boy has argued with every real reason I give him But yeah, he feels he has no control over his life. Here at home, the kids pretty much rule the roost. I buy whatever food (within our budget) that they want and they eat it whenever they want. We've not had sit-down family meals in years. I, quite literally, rarely ever leave my bedroom. He'll get a chair and watch Hulu with me while we eat sometimes (or just because). And creatively, and household wise, I let him use his own judgement for the most part. He'll ask if he- for example- can tear down a wall, and if there's no reason not to, I let him. He's actually quite handy

BUT, he wants his sex change NOW. He doesn't want a minimum wage job that will take years to finance it, so he thinks of crime as being his fast track way. And if he dies while pursuing it, he simply doesn't care because life is miserable for him as it stands.
On tomorrow or Monday we're going clothes shopping. He's going to buy girl clothes and I told him that's fine but he really does need to try them on first.
I try to be patient and understanding. I don't know exactly what he's going through and part of me still thinks he's going crazy. He starts therapy on Monday.

And there for a moment I thought you might be a demanding mother.

You have a tough parenting life.

I don't know how much therapy can help for your son, it's good to have a venue where you can say everything out, but at the end of the day, the problems are still there even after ranting. Ranting is not supposed to help you as much as you think, you're the one who needs to learn to put it down after you've ranted. Even if therapy helps him to change his outlook towards life, his situation in life will bring him down again. So I am thinking maybe he can start by doing something positive about his life, even something as mundane as studies or work, at least there's a focus, there's a goal. And with that the future might be much clearer.

How about going on a family trip Zhaylin?

A short trip to somewhere nearby if you can't afford. It's just an excuse to get the family together. You might argue over small things during the trip but I'm sure a trip will lift the spirit up and when you recall it months later, the trip is nothing but good memories.

Sorry if I ramble on too much, I don't have much experience in life too but I've got a hunch I've been through what your son has been through.

Car crashes are the gayest.

Anyone else not going to celebrate fathers' day because you don't have a pleasant relationship with your father?

Originally Posted by Zhaylin

Shaelyn, I pronounce the "Zh" like a French J. Sorry about the description lol but that's the only way I know to explain it. So it's Jay-Lin.

Hehe, that's almost my full name....it's Jay Ling.

Originally Posted by Carrot

Anyone else not going to celebrate fathers' day because you don't have a pleasant relationship with your father?

We don't celebrate father's day in my country anyway

I guess it's Son Day every weekend, so I can't complain.

HOHOHOHO

FUCK this shit hole of a country.

We had MASSIVE fires a few years ago, and basically all the wild life that escaped has made a safe haven in Toolangi. Then this fucktard Ballieu decides to allow an INCREASE IN FUCKING LOGGING IN THAT AREA!!!!
WHAT THE FUC K!!>WsegESERR??????

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

But that's not all!
People came to protest it, mostly ELDERLY PEOPLE, and they were arrested!

But wait, there's more!
Guess who arrested them!????

Protesters lock on to stop mountain logging | Green Left Weekly

Picture Caption
Toolangi farmer Ray Lewis and his wife Marion being arrested by a Victorian Department of Sustainability and Environment officer at a protest to end logging on Mount St Leonard.

HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHA HAHAHS
FUCK!

On top of that, one of our most pristine areas has been graced with the decision to have a fucking gas hub rammed on top of it and be completely destroyed. This is where whales calve and the snub nosed dolphin (only found in Australia in that area, and only discovered last year!) has its home. On top of that, there are 130 million year old dinosaur footprints there!
Then the wanker (WA premier) has the nerve to say "We won't destroy any of the important fossils".

WESFSEggewn~~~!!!!! You wouldn't know an important fossil from your fucking asshole you worthless troglodyte!

AND YOU KNOW THERE'S MORE!

A grand total of 40 people from the town showed up to protest this, (most likely due to the almost complete disregard for this story in the media) and ONE HUNDRED AND FUCKING FOURTY policeman in full riot gear showed up to show them who's boss.
Coming to a grand total of a MILLION dollars spent. For NO FUCKING REASON. AT ALL.

One of these days I'm gonna go fucking insane and just shoot these fuckers in the head, I swear....

Originally Posted by Carrot

I know I had rant about this before but my diarrhoea is back again. I should probably visit a doctor but I want to test if sleeping early would help it. It did, it reduced the frequency from once per few days to once per week or so. I really hate the pain from stomachache, it's one of those feelings that wouldn't go away no matter how you sit or lie or curl up as a ball.

Maybe you have lactose intolerance. It's very common in asians.

Originally Posted by brokedownheart

Thanks for the encouragement. <3 I am never eating pizza again for as long as I live.

Lie.

Originally Posted by Carrot

Anyone else not going to celebrate fathers' day because you don't have a pleasant relationship with your father?

Yep. I didn't even know father's day was coming up.