I really hate hiatuses, but right now I have to be the bitch that starts one.
I really can’t tolerate some of the expectations of me, I feel disrespected often times and my efforts/existence, i feel, is unappreciated & abused even.
Ugh. I’m sorry. I must go on hiatus with people that can’t respect me. No–I’m not sorry. People that annoy/make me angry. I hate that things always have to go their way, not considering other’s opinions and thoughts. I’m so fed up.
I think this is for the better. I’ll probably save $, save more mileage on my car. & honestly, it’s always been more about friends, and less about family. I never listen to my mom when she says that I always drive my friends around & she doesn’t like that. Well, I see it now. I see that I’m the designated driver even though hella heads can drive too. I don’t feel equal.
So my hiatus begins after Karl deploys for Afghanistan.
God speed Karlove.
All the best,