According to my mother, I “ruin everything” and I knit pick, which must be why my boyfriend left me.
The first comment, she made yesterday when I didn’t want to wrap my grandma’s birthday presents. I didn’t see the point in wrapping them since my grandma was sitting 2 feet from me at the time and she’d already briefly looked at them. Not to mention, I felt like shit, which is a given because i always feel like shit. So that made me “a ruiner”.
Then today, me and my mom were walking down the street and I told her that we had to cross to the left hand side of the road. After we got to the left side, she kept insisting that we had actually gone right. We both started laughing, and I kept telling her that we were on the left side of the road. Then she said, “You knit-pick so much. This must be why your boyfriend left you” and she kept laughing. I would’ve just brushed it off as it being an insensitive joke, but she’s said the exact same thing before. And who says shit like that, I mean, unless you’re trying to be a *****.
She keeps asking why I don’t hang out with my friends, even though I’ve straight up told her that I don’t have friends anymore. I’m starting to get suspicious, is she actually forgetting these things I tell her, or is she trying to rub my face in the fact that my life is shit.
May 15th is only 13 days away, and I still don’t know where I’m gonna…clock out. My plan was to do it near this small bridge near my house, since the area used to be pretty clear of people, but they’re almost done building the new mall down the street. I feel like if I try to go near the bridge, someone will probably notice now. Thank you construction workers. That means I’m gonna have to do it in my house or think of another place. Maybe the house would be ok. I was gonna make it look like just an od, not a suicide.