Things I haven’t said out loud this week

[YorkieTheRabbit]

1 - No, we haven’t asked you to come over for a meal in ages, no, I don’t care how many hints you drop, it’s falling on deaf ears.
I don’t expect you to help prepare or cook when you’re here BUT I do expect you to supervise your kids, not plonk down on the sofa and completely ignore them. Accidents may happen but if you actually looked after them instead of scrolling through your phones, we wouldn’t have had a house plant tipped over the carpet, used toilet roll and wee on the toilet floor, orange juice poured in the dogs bowl plus numerous others. Oh and by the way, we’ve never been invited over to your house in the eight years you’ve lived there!

2 - Im sorry your daughter would rather spend time with her gran but for god’s sake be honest, you spent the first ten years of her life bouncing from one disastrous relationship to another because you were desperate for a bloke. You put them in front of her needs. Her gran might not be perfect but at least she was there for her.

I think the world of you as one of my closest friends but please, please give me some space and stop wanting/needing/demanding all my time. I have a family and other friends who want to spend time with me too and vice versa. You are going to send me into a breakdown if you carry on being so needy & demanding of my time. I have a FT job, house, other friends, family, DC, DH as well as you and sometimes I selfishly want to do my own hobbies too.

You did what????

In the name of the entire TEAM???

When ONLY you knew about it??

FFS!!!

It was a spiteful and nasty thing to do

If you do leave, real life is going to give you such a slap in the face, you will spin like a weather vane!!

I haven't text you in 8 days. That's a record.

Please shut up for 5 minutes. I'm tired after a long trip to do you a favour and you have talked at me non-stop for four hours.

3 weeks off and you've not let me have one lay in. I'm exhausted with constantly medicating the 2 poorly dogs we've got. Just one day, please.

You’re n rose shoes trying to be a Disney dad, when it’s all too little. Grow up and do what you say you will. For fucks sack, just be a grown up and see things. I am not the bad persona and don’t use me for any blame when you’ve again and again forgotten to communicate with anyone else. It’s not my fault it’s yours.

I am actually really glad you are suffering with Covid. You have been an awful person, but I know you will use this as a way to continue with your attention seeking.

He's my dog, it's his home. I have crated him whilst you are here as much as possible if you don't like it don't visit.

Why should you crate him. It's his home too . If they don't like it don't host them

You know i love you. I know you love me and the fact I've lost everything this year is what I consider my karma.

It's his safe space, and the visitor is my step son who tends to get his way.

You're now alone and I'm sorry, but you've been a twat with people around you and now nobody wants to know you (including me).

You're a lovely person, but your constant bragging pisses people off. Stop it.

It's no wonder your kids are like they are - you haven't done enough as a mother.

Starting a personal dispute on the Works Teams Chat, when you could have just messaged the boss directly is not cool

But keep going. I'm agog

I love you to bits

But gor fuck sake-stop dragging up issues from years ago

I don't care he tried to steal your desk,I don't care you didn't have sex with that bus driver-he did nothing wrong apart from you not fancying him,I'm sick of hearing about how G treated you like shit-ditto J and I know S is only young but she was as bad

Either get some counciling or forget about them

I'm not your emotional councillor-im sick of going over old ground for hours every bloody day

And while we are at it-all care jobs are the same-hard work and low pay

Move careers not jobs or history will repeat itself

I wish one person would just recognise and acknowledge that what I lost last year has destroyed me, I just don't feel like the same person, it's all fake except the pain and grief.
I know he wasn't a person and people lost real people but he was everything to me and my everyday.
I held on to him for clarity and strength when the world closed in around me and it was too much, literally and physically held on to keep me upright, and he'd stand there and give me his strength because I needed it.

I feel so alone and empty and I don't have that anymore and it's so overwhelming and exhausting to try and be the person I've fooled everyone into thinking I am without that anymore.

And worse I feel so stupid for feeling like this over an animal. We were both misfits but somehow we fit together with no conditions we could both just be.

You are a joke, and your intensity in your new relationship will be a disaster. Referring to yourself as "stepmum" after 5 weeks, talking about a big church wedding etc.
5 weeks!

It's ironic that all these years later your number seems not to have changed according to your What's App picture - it would be you out of everyone there, the only person I'd rather claw my own face off than contact. The only one I think of with animosity. Thems my breaks

I am scared that this change will bring an end to my peace of mind. Also. I can't be bothered to put too much work into you. I'm fine on my own, I really am.

I'm almost over you. So nearly there. Keep going, me.

You're a fucking genius.

How you can transform that godawful racket you're making into a microphone into something that sounds bloody brilliant once mixed is beyond me. You don't autotune it, you don't do anything more complex than make sure the levels are right, it's nasal and guttural and sounds horrendous when I hear you recording, but somehow, once it's all mixed, it's like magic.

Fucking genius. Fucking noisy genius, mind, but still genius.

I give it three months. What is the obsession with time off?

Stop boring on about your mindfulness journey and asking me what my "practice" is.

You've taken over my house, making me feel unwelcome in my own home.

The sooner you're out of here, the better.

I get that you are unwell, I know it is horrible (I had that bug, you looked after me fantastically then I gave it to you.)
You don’t have a dressing gown of doom but do you really need to make the symphony of vile body sounds to prove you feel ill? Just when I manage to bite my tongue at your phlegm orchestrations your attempt to be cheerful sounds like a limp Ned Flanders. Please, please get better soon, I don’t begrudge your illness and looking after you, house and home but the noises I could do without.

Not nice being shut down is it