Stressing & A bunch of BS

Stress- Something I can deal without in my day to day life. It's always there though no matter what. So what is causing the stress. My brothers and sister are out of school for the summer. That is fine that doesn't bother me much or stress me out much.


My uncle is on the run from the law. ~Groans~ Wanting to wave something like that away from your mind doesn't work to easily. Is he dangerous? Depends on who has pissed him off. Have the cops been around looking for him? Yeah and that isn't what bothers me the most. Cops with guns and people with guns freak me out sometimes. Well a lot of the time guns freak me out.

When the cops have to search places they think he may be hiding at that is what makes me stress out. It isn't easy seeing the guns and it's no easier dealing with all the stress of knowing that your family member is running from the law because he's an idiot. I don't know where he is and really I don't care to know. I rather be dumb when it comes to his whereabouts. It keeps me safe that way. So I'm stressed and tired and with stress comes a number of issues. I'm trying to stay calm and breathe in and out. Let's see how long this lasts hopefully it's over and done with soon enough. We'll see.

I can be a bitch

  Yes, I can be a real bitch sometimes. Look at it this way. I have a family that doesn't support me for who I am. I get so damn fed up with being made to suffer for something stupid. This happened yesterday and I was going to blog about it earlier but, I had something I thought needed to be said before anything else I would write today.


  I have already mentioned that my sister that is nineteen is pregnant with a baby girl. She went to the doctor yesterday and got that 4-d ultrasound thingy done where you can see the features of your baby before the due date. Well in her words I was told I was not allowed to see those ultrasound pictures for at least an hour "To make me suffer" The only damn thing it achieves is pissing me the fuck off and hurting my feelings. Like I am not good enough to see my little Niece you know? I am so sick of her petty bullshit. I told my one partner exactly that. I am to the point I just want to tell her to go fuck herself with a dildo and make herself have a few big O's so she'll stop being a bitch!

Now I think I am done ranting about this petty shit. I can be a true bitch when I am mad and hurting and it seems like there is nothing better that they have to do either.

(I know you can see this sister dear because you follow my blog but this in no way should be brought into a fight. It does and you'll hear a few choice words.)