It Never Ever Fails
Today has been a really, really bad day. I don't even know where to begin. Aside from car troubles and bodily harm, I've had the worst luck ever (knock on wood). My son decides he isn't going to take a nap and instead smears shit on EVERYTHING yet again. Not to mention that since Eric left, his hitting and throwing toys at me has gotten increasingly worse, so I've been spanking him constantly which makes me feel bad. I realize that it's not working, but I don't know what else to do. I'm so frustrated. His behavior is out of control and the speech specialists that are supposed to help me haven't called yet. I realize its the holidays but the paper said they were supposed to start treatment on the 9th, which never happened. I'm in no rush, but the fact that my son and I can't communicate with each other is causing a lot of trouble.
Anyway, my mother got me an amazing necklace for christmas, but my son found it and lost the pendant. I've torn the bathroom where it was apart looking for it, and its really not there. It's gone. That's disappointing. Then in addition to that, I went to tell my landlord that my shower fell apart, and I just starting balling and he looked at me like I was crazy. He looked at me like I was crazy before, but after crying in front of him like I did he looked at me like I was super badshit insane institution style crazy.
I really hope that when he reflects on me and my interactions with him that he understands that this is the holidays, Eric just left, and I'm having a tough time coping by myself. I told him I'm overwhelmed, and I really just hope that he doesn't think I'm just the crazy bitch that lives upstairs. My grandmother said basically who cares what he thinks of me, that I'm paying rent and I don't trouble anyone so if I'm crazy, so be it. I still don't want to have the reputation as being the crazy one in the apartment building.
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