Say here things you can't say in real life

[squirrelnutkins1]

Interested to hear things people really wish they could say in real life, but can't, for whatever reason.

This is a safe space..... let's offload!!

Why did you do that to me? Did you really love me or was it an act? Could you not control yourself? Were you ever sorry? I loved you so much but you ruined my life.

Wow so many sad things on here ☹️
But I'm glad a bit of venting helps.

Another from me:

I'm so happy for you having your latest baby but you're not. Stop going on about how it was an accident and how you're not prepared and being mentally blank about it. I would LOVE a baby, I have wanted one my WHOLE life but it's just not happening for us 💔

I wish I was dead. I can't cope with this hell for the rest of my life 😐

You bitch.
I'm on to you.

To my Dad: I know you are struggling. More than you let on. We are here for you and we love you. Please don't shut us out and rely on other things.

To my (4 year old) son: This morning in the cafe, just you and I before school was beautiful. It made me realise just how much I do love you.

To my work colleagues: You're all a bunch of cunts. I hope you choke on a shit, microwave " christmas dinner" this week and get heartburn from fizzy pop.

Stop asking me for advice, refusing to take it, and then crying about how you screwed up.

Stop dragging me down with you when I don't have the time, space or energy for it anymore.

Stop using your situation to make everyone feel sorry for you. You are not the only one who has shit going on in your life.

Stop fucking ignoring me when I say something you don't want to hear, although you're perfectly happy to say shitty things to me.

J - I have spent the last month running around after you (and having to catch up with work late at night instead) and i have a right to be offended when you told two different professionals that you had no help at home!

S - Please realise that my DC's birthdays haven't changed over the years and get a bloody card here in time for once.

To people in my town: Why do you have to drive so slow? I know there's a speed limit, but 15 in a 30? I'll end up dying in this car cos it takes me so long to get anywhere!

And to my neighbours: you rude, entitled twats! We live in a small cul de sac and there isn't enough parking for your 4 cars per house and your visitors who park on pavements and block the road. When I said something about it, you all stood in the street bitching about me ( yes, I heard you). Who died and made you all God 😡

That feels better!

Oh and no, I don't want to do you a favour and drop your kid off at school on Thursday when I drop mine off too just because you're too lazy to get up early for alternate childcare so you can go to the doctors.

Stop being an irresponsible parent sending your kid in after they've been sick.

Mum, I am sick to the fucking back teeth of hearing about your anxiety. How about giving me a bloody break from it? Every single Christmas is blighted by you and your mental health. I will miss you when you're gone but I strongly suspect my overwhelming feelings will be of relief.

I literally do not give a fuck about your parrot, neither does anyone else, selfish bitch.

If you can't afford to host Christmas- don't tell everyone they have NO CHOICE but to come to your house, and then make everyone else pay for the food you have decided to buy (how can you not have mince pies or a Christmas pudding?!)

I love you. I wish I knew what to do to be good enough for you.

I am very ill. I wish you could see.

Ken Livingstone once stayed in my house.
I have met two real life murderers.
Which of my nephews I like best.

You've moved on with your life, just let her move on with hers... and put your children's interests first. Or one day they'll realise that you were too selfish to be awesome dad you could have been.

Please understand the reality of your dad's decline and how hard it is for your mum. There are 4 of you adult children living close by and yet none of you help.

You can all fuck off you ungrateful toads. I put hours of work - for free - to organise something special. Not one single thank you. Fuck you all. Fucking step up to the plate and do it if you think you can do better.

No you can't go to the loo before you've paid for your drink first. I'm not your slave, you're a grown adult. You should have gone first before you ordered a drink and now I'm just standing there looking like a twat.

You're marrying her for all the wrong reasons, and say your moral compass is 'fine' with it. It shouldn't be. It really really shouldn't be and one day you are going to destroy her when the truth comes out. Four grand on a sparkly ring isn't going to make that any easier....

Please everyone stop talking about diets and cringing when you eat a chocolate or saying how you must go back to slimming word in the new year. I'm so BORED of all the women I work with going on about food. We need to change this, it's a feminist issue.

Currently, feeling like there is little to go on for, future looking bleak. Need to shake myself out of it.

Please offer me more than " i don't know", "It's a problem of time and resources".
You're all very pleasant but you know I'm doing this job having trained myself and in a field I've never done before and I'm DROWNING.
Training would be a start, I hate the job it's making me ill.

I've got one I can't say in real life that's just come to me

You both think the sun shines out of your DD2s arse and find your DD1 annoying

Reality : DD1 is a lovely caring kind girl

DD2 is a whiny spoilt little madam, who shows every sign of developing into a nasty nose in the air snob like her aunts and granny.

You are setting them up for a Golden Child / Scapegoat dynamic if it hasn't already emerged

I wish you'd made me DD1s Godmother instead of DD2 so I'd have an excuse to make up the difference in how you treat them

I actually want to just keep eating and eating until I get really fat.