So I am hiding out at my sisters house, I’m taking a vacation here because my current ex won’t come here. On Wednesday, he held me in my apartment while he was drunk. He shoved me in my apartment when I was opening my door and then preceded to tell me that I’m a dumbass bitch and hes got all these bitches and I’m ugly and he would never commit to me and just all this stuff and all I wanted was for him to leave and leave me alone. He hit me on my back a couple of times which I have bruises from and he slapped me twice. Then finally he left and I laid in my bed and tried to sleep but my PTSD was fucking with me because I was having flashbacks of my ex ex choking me and trying to kill me so I packed a bag and came downstairs to my sisters apartment because he hates her and won’t come here. He kept saying that he Loves me but bullshit, if you loved me you wouldn’t hit me and cheat on me. I’ve been at my sisters since and we ran into him later and he acted like he didn’t break my heart.
Monthly Archives: March 2023
I wish I would have listened to my sister
My sister broke her right ankle on the 3rd walking when her legs gave out on her and I was with her when she got the actual cast put on it on the 10th. On the 12th, I’m minding my own business coming out of my bathroom and my legs gave out on me in the same way hers did when she broke her ankle. Went to the orthopedic on the 13th to find out I broke my foot on the same leg she broke her ankle. Ready for the funny part?
When the doctor the options of a walking cast or a boot and my sister is behind him pointing to her cast and shaking her head no, I choose the cast and I can’t wait to get out of this thing. I would have been able to shower, I want to shower. It’s heavy as hell, I go to the orthopedic podiatrist a week from Tuesday, I don’t even want to wait that long.
I go for a walker on Monday, even though I am perfectly capable of walking on it I haven’t tried outside and Ill have to put a bag on it so it doesn’t get wet. Never ever ever getting a cast again if they offer the boot.
I have a sectional in my apartment that I can’t sit on because I can’t get up from it. I am so over this cast. We should probably play the lottery because what are the odds of us to both have casts the the same leg.
Just me being me aka I’m so annoyed and I need to get this out.
So, My sister is the type of person that anyone verbalizing their feelings to her gets her on the defenisive immediately and me having a ton of mental health issues, don’t know how to emotionally deal with that on a daily basis. So I, being me, tend to bottle things up and her being, her doesn’t get that so when I have had enough aka reached my breaking point and it all spills out she just gets defensive and starts asking me whats wrong like she didn’t do anything to make me mad. Now that you have an understanding of this, here we go.
So my sister gave me for Christmas one year a reuseble fliter for my coffee machine and she had one herself and all was good. Then she moved and it didn’t make it to her apartment so now she no longer has one and instead of buying another reusable fliter she bought coffee fliters and is now out of them. Then last week she broke her ankle and can’t go anywhere because she’s in a cast that can’t get wet, and we are taking public transportation and it’s winter so there’s snow.
So we are now sharing mine and I had instant coffee but she wanted that, now she doesn’t understand that if she has both the instant coffee and my fliter, I can not make coffee at my home. And shes being defensive towards me because I want me fliter. and I woke up in arthrits hell and my legs may or may not have given out about four or five times today and it’s not all about the fliter at this point.
She wants me to do her laundry, when she can do her own laundry because it’s inside the building and she’s in a walking cast and has a boot and shes basically throwing in my face that I should just yes her to death because her ankle is broken. oh and I came over to share my fliter and to see if she needed anything and she wants me to clean her house and next week she wants me to stop at four different stores because she can’t and while I didn’t break my ankle it’s like she forgets I’m in pain and my legs give out on me and I need to clean my own house and do my own laundry and she has other people she can call and I’m so stressed and I basically just knocked on her door and took my fliter while also yelling she couldn’t have the fliter and the instant coffee. Then I told her to do her own laundry because I was in pain.
Can you tell I’m at my breaking point? also if things weren’t bad enough I can’t update my site at the moment and I can’t go see Scream six because my sister can’t go with me and I don[t want to go by myself.”