Aaaaaaaaaaand boom goes the dynamite.
I have been feeling a little irritable the last couple of days, my attitude comes out when someone says something I don’t like. It’s not my fault that this is the first great thing that has happened to me in the past 5 years. Times are changing my dear and the fact that you get so butthurt over me not spending as much time with you is honestly pathetic. You don’t drink anymore, you definitely don’t smoke anymore and that makes up the majority of what we do. Why would I invite you to something you don’t want to do? And then you throw it back in MY face? Just because I didn’t ask you to the fair he did and you end up upset. You lock yourself in your room and talk to your long distance catfish for hours leaving me alone in the house. But yet the second I actually get out and do something, you start yelling at me for it. I’ve got bigger fish to fry out there - finding a full time job, finally cutting the cord from Mom. I’m accepting and willing of change but you are not. Don’t bring me down with you. End rant.