Whispering: If You Have A Problem With Me, Say It To My Effing Face!!
Whispering: If You Have A Problem With Me, Say It To My Effing Face!!
I'm just gonna cut the chase and get right to it.
My mother was whispering to my father about me.
I don't know what she was telling him, but I could just tell it was about me since I wasn't in the room. And this house is HELLA empty (because we're having the interior painted starting tomorrow) so I could clearly hear the whispers.
I mean, I couldn't hear the exact WORDS, but the whispering sound basically echoed throughout the whole house.
I don't know what I did, but if she has a problem with me, she needs to say it to my effing face instead of whispering about me behind my back!!
I know, I KNOW she wouldn't want me doing the same thing to her with dad and whisper shit about her to him either.
LIKE, I UNDERSTAND I CAN BE ANNOYING, LAZY, SPOILED, DUMB AND DEPENDENT AS HELL BUT IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, EFFING SAY THAT TO MY FACE!
She always nags me to communicate, communicate, COMMUNICATE but she's not exactly being the best example of a communicater.
If she really believes in that shit, COMMUNICATE THAT TO ME! HOW TF ELSE COULD I FIX THAT?!
For eff's sake!
Ugh!
*sighs, rubbing my temple and taking deep breaths to avoid punching something*
I'm cool. I'm fine. I'm cool. I'm fine.
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