Me, the female version of Samson most of the time pulled a muscle in my right hand. It is so sore omg, and i have a VERY high pain tolerance because of years of torture plus I was kinda born that way. My family seems to be falling apart even more if that is even possible. My body seems to want me dead. I have not a friend in the world in this place I am in. I am broke as a joke, and I can not buy what I need right now. And about my hand? THIS HURTS. On top of it, I made organic pasta penne tonight with sauce and garlic bread ( last night of eating anything crap ) and oregano, and parmesan cheese, and pepper, and it was delicious. I was proud of myself for once cuz I had the energy to make everyone supper. SO. My son came out with his empty dish saying how it was good and thank you and all that sweet shit. I go back to the bathroom and hmmmm whats this? I see a red glob of my pasta sauce on the toilet seat! He ate some of it and put it down the toilet. I was not happy, but I didnt raise my voice, I took his precious face in my hands and I said, I am not like any other people, I will not get angry with you ever for telling me the truth just dont lie to me okay? He said okay, looked kinda shocked cuz I wasnt mad at all. And I cleaned the toilet seat and had to use the restroom. I hear him in his room and he said, I put it in the toilet cuz either way it woulda come out the other end. GUARD YOUR HEART FROM EVER BEING ANGRY OR SCREAMING AT YOUR KIDS WHEN THEY TELL YOU THE TRUTH, BECAUSE IF YOU GET PISSED OFF EVERY TIME, YOU WILL CREATE A LIAR. LET them be honest with you and take it in stride. Be calm. Be cool. The future of your relationship with your child depends hugely partly on this. But omword that was so funny.
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